Silence of the Lambs

She followed mother's gaze for days. A few nights she had slumbered and so did Amalthea to gather her own strength as to not exhaust herself. Such as life when following Mother Moon - and the silver back girl wouldn't have it any other way. The great star in the sky had never done her wrong yet, and so why question her path now?

So when the silver streak returned amongst its kin, her daughter followed once more. Rested, she was quick. Following the silver path through neutral lands all the while avoiding those claimed by packs. If Amalthea could avoid them, she would - although there were a certain few peaks she had passed that were tempting to climb and ask for passage in order to sing her praises to the moon.

Here the land grew cold. The lake before her was frozen over, so perfectly so that it reflected Her gaze and that of the sisters that surrounded her in the night sky. No cloud shrouded the darkened night and so their brilliance could shine to their full potential. Here, she stepped onto the frozen waters. Wandering into the twinkling reflection of the water where the moonchild could feel utterly surrounded by Her light... A cold embrace, but one that was comforting none the less.

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