The Luna Of Moonshine
Her Name was Freya Intilla. When she was very young, she was separated from her family. When another pack found her, They took her- not to raise her-
But she was a slave.
She had long, white, scruffy hair, and when she turned 10, she had to work hard.
She was given shears to cut the bushes- She always thought of attacking them and escaping, yet it would Always fail.
When she turned 18, she would be sent away so she wasn't clever enough to turn on them.
But she already was.
The Luna Of Moonshine
On her 12th birthday, something unusual happened.
'You dont work hard enough.' a guard snarled. 'You are getting locked up now.' He growled and chuckled. He picked her up and threw her into a concrete cell.
A boy...
But she was a slave.
She had long, white, scruffy hair, and when she turned 10, she had to work hard.
She was given shears to cut the bushes- She always thought of attacking them and escaping, yet it would Always fail.
When she turned 18, she would be sent away so she wasn't clever enough to turn on them.
But she already was.
The Luna Of Moonshine
On her 12th birthday, something unusual happened.
'You dont work hard enough.' a guard snarled. 'You are getting locked up now.' He growled and chuckled. He picked her up and threw her into a concrete cell.
A boy...