Where the Wild Dogs Roam

Previously

…The fear was still there, a low hum beneath the surface, but it was no longer the dominant note. It was tempered by hope, by the quiet strength of the bond that was already beginning to form between them. The dream, once a source of unsettling mystery, now felt like a sacred charge. The fate of their forest, of their very existence, lay before them, a perilous journey that would test them in ways they could not yet imagine. But as they stood side-by-side, two unlikely companions united by a shared prophecy, Luna knew, with a certainty that settled deep in her heart, that they would face it, together. The wild dogs roamed, yes, but so did the wild hope that now pulsed within them.