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Do you ever jus rly wanna meet someone and then u do and u rly hit it off with him only to find out he’s with someone and has been for years and then u find out she is completely psychotic and he says he’s confused and tryin to break up with her meanwhile the two of u have been flirting and somehow started talking and she finds out and she went to ur work place to confront u while he was out of town and he said he was sorry and u two talk and don’t know what to do and he gets a txting app but now u barely text this guy u have known for three weeks but feels like years and u don’t know what to do even when u bsf is callin u dumb? Yeaaaaah.

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This is indescribable! It feels as tho I were the one experiencing it! So worth the wait!!!!!!!!!

The Kiss

◐ PART VIII of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Series Masterlist ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Part IV ◐ Part V ◐ Part VI ◐ Part VII ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Hard Mature 18+ (for this installment)

Warnings: this one is a little darker, descriptions of violence, ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming, strong sexual innuendo, discussion of violence relating to ritual combat, possessive behavior, injuries and discussion of injuries, lots of people have, use and are threatened by knives, kidnapping and drugging, its not as bad as it sounds, but it is definitely a bit darker…

Word Count: 4250

Author’s Note: I said it before but it bears repeating…You have no idea what your support has meant to me. Truly your asks and your messages and comments…they made me so happy. You made me believe that people wouldn’t forget about this story. I am so grateful you were able to wait. As many of you know I faced a medical emergency recently and you were all so lovely. The best followers on this site and I MEAN that. As always, my angels @ppersonna @xjoonchildx and  @untaemedqueen​  were (and continue to be) the best betas and the best friends anyone could ask for. My thanks to ALL of you for helping me bring this story to life! I don’t know what I would do without your daily encouragement and your daily support. You guys are the heartbeat of this story. It wouldn’t be here without you.

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Two Years Ago 

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Centuries ago the moon goddess stumbled across her human soulmate while he was sleeping. Struck by his beauty, but reluctant to reveal her identity, the goddess began to visit him in his dreams where she could hide her true form and appear before him as a mortal woman. 

In the world of dreams their love flourished and from that blessed union the packs were born…

The wolf nations celebrated this sacred romance every ten years during the Festival of the Lover’s Moon…

The day of the festival was spent eating and drinking and dancing at large parties, but when the sun went down… well—

That’s when things got really interesting. 

On the night of Lover’s Moon the young unmated wolves of the pack were permitted to commemorate this legendary love story in a decidedly scandalous manner. 

The unmated men assumed the role of the goddess’s sleeping lover—they were blindfolded (to represent slumber) and led into a large sectioned off area of the dark forest to ‘wait and dream.’

Unmated she-wolves over the age of maturity (eighteen) took herbal scent suppressors and ventured out into that very same forest in order to anonymously ‘visit’ the young men ‘in their dreams’…

The rules for what exactly that meant were pretty fast and loose which was why Min Yoongi was thanking the goddess and every other deity he could think of that Yunli was still seventeen. 

“But I will be eighteen in two days! Please can’t I just—“

“No. Absolutely not under any circumstances ever.”

“But Yoonji is going!”

“Ji-ah is nearly nineteen and has never been interested in any of the snotty little man-pups of our pack.” He snorted. “She’s probably going out just so she can shove a bunch of them in the lake.”

“I wouldn’t count on it,” Yunli mumbled irritably. 

Kim Taehyung yawned idly and snuggled into the cozy little pallet he prepared at the base of his favorite tree. The blindfold he and all the other unmated ‘lovers’  wore was made from witchcloth and could not be removed while the sun was down—so he had snuck into the forest earlier to set everything up. 

Now all he had to do was wait until—

“H-Hi Taehyung.”

Oh sh—

“Uh. Hello…Miss.”

Taehyung didn’t recognize the owner of that voice, but he knew for sure who it wasn’t. 

“I was hoping to find you tonight.”

This is not good. 

“Well I’m—I’m flattered… naturally but—”

She touched his hand and he squeaked. 

“I was thinking you and I might get to know each other a little bet—eep!”

The sharp point of a custom blade pressed directly into the unfortunate young beta girl’s pulse point. 

“Are you lost, puppy?”

A heavy cloak obscured the newcomer’s features, but there was no mistaking her meaning. 

Taehyung bit his lip to keep from snorting as the poor she-wolf scrambled away. 

“Ji-ah,” he tsked with feigned disapproval, “that wasn’t very nice.”

Min Yoonji grinned as she sheathed her wicked looking dagger and slid languidly into his arms. 

“You don’t like nice girls, Kim Taehyung.”

“I like you,” he whispered breathlessly against her lips. “Nice or not—it doesn’t matter to me…” His hands slid greedily over her soft curves—pulling her closer till he felt the beat of her heart against his own. “I’ll like anything as long as it’s you.” 

This was the stupidest idea in the history of stupid ideas. 

Jimin huffed as he struggled to find a comfortable position against the giant boulder he’d chosen as his perch.

Why did I let Taehyung talk me into this?

He could be at home—in bed—comfortably sleeping off the all-day feast he’d indulged in. 

Instead he was out in the middle of the forest sitting blindfolded on a rock in the off chance that one of the she-wolves was out looking for him. 

Not bloody likely. 

Not when prime targets like Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook—and countless others—were scattered throughout the woods. 

“Park Jimin?”

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It’s hard to be happy when everyone goes for her instead of me. When will I ever not be second choice?

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Completely 😂

As someone raised in the South, I can confirm that this works every time.

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My mistakes are MY mistakes. I made them. Now I have to deal with the consequence. Who knew that it would be such a difficult punishment?

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OH MY GOSH I CANT EVEN THIS IS AMAZING. It’s so wonderfully written and kept me on my toes!!!!!!!!!!! Soooo goood and I’m literally squealing! I cannot wait for the update!

The Luna

◐ PART VII of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Series Masterlist ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Part IV ◐ Part V ◐ Part VI ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Hard Mature 18+ (for this installment)

Warnings: this one is a little darker… implied violence, mentions of blood, ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming, sexual innuendo, discussion of violence relating to ritual combat, possessive behavior, injuries and discussion of injuries, discussions or ruts, (non-explicit) kidnapping and drugging, its not as bad as it sounds, but it is definitely a bit darker…

Word Count: 4200

Author’s Note: You have no idea what your support has meant to me. After getting the dreaded Covid it was awhile before I had the energy to work on this. Truly your asks and your messages and comments…they made me so happy. You made me believe that people wouldn’t forget about this story. I am so grateful you were able to wait. As always, my angels @ppersonna @xjoonchildx @untaemedqueen and @underthejoon were the best betas and the best friends anyone could ask for. My thanks to ALL of you for helping me bring this story to life! I don’t know what I would do without your daily encouragement and your daily support. You guys are the heartbeat of this story. 

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Fifteen Years Ago…

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“It can’t be-”

“Run for the elders! Quickly! 

“Red smoke rises from the Luna’s hearth!”

The red smoke was invented by the first wolf known to mate a witch. Legend has it that their bond lent him some of her magic and with it he created a mystical powder that unleashed bloody plumes like knife slashes in the clouds. 

It was a distress call. 

A wolf in danger or in need could throw the powder (usually into their fireplace) and the red smoke would rise - drawing others to their aid. 

No fire was needed and the strange shimmering clouds it produced could even be seen on a moonless night. 

“What happened? Where is the Luna?”

The chief elder was still out of breath, having charged over from his chambers to find Isa in hysterics. 

“She’s gone! Something scared her! It triggered a half-shift!”

His eyes widened in fear and alarm. 

“She’s too young to half-shift. The energy it would take-”

Isa broke into sobs again. 

The girl was only five years old. She and her wolf were too volatile to merge safely. The wolf would be frightened - it would run. 

Eventually the child might regain control, but she would have no way of knowing where she was or how she got there… 

And she would be weak. The effects of the shift were too much for a pup that age. 

The chief elder felt true terror grip his heart. 

“Call for the alphas - immediately!”

Although they were technically one of the oldest bloodlines in the village, Park Clan had only five families to its name - all betas. 

Except for one. 

Park Jimin was the first alpha ever born to the Parks and as such he became the head of his family on the day of his birth - officially the youngest clan leader in history. 

When the call for alphas spread through the village, nine year-old Jimin was roused from his bed to serve on behalf of his people. 

Clan alphas were required to report, regardless of their age. 

“I don’t have to tell any of you what is at stake. Our pack has been entrusted with the Luna’s bloodline. Her safety is our sacred commission.”

The woods were no place for a child. If fluctuating temperatures and possible starvation weren’t bad enough, there were wild bears, packless ferals, rogue witches, snakes, and worst of all-

Unblessed wolves—animals without a human heart. They were by far the most pressing danger to the little girl. 

“Surely young Park can remain at home for this,” Jeon Jinseok pressed. The boy was barely older than his grandson, Jungkook, and he was reluctant to endanger another pup needlessly. 

Some quiet murmurs of assent could be heard around the elder’s chambers, however the chief elder himself shook his head sadly. 

“I understand your concern… but the law is the law. Every clan alpha is sworn to such a task. He took an oath after his first transformation-”

“He was seven-”

“An oath is still an oath.”

All eyes turned to the gentle voice in the corner. The Park alpha looked impossibly small and soft. 

But his gaze burned with determination. 

“It is my right and duty to seek the Luna alongside all of you.” His round little jaw clenched stubbornly. “I’m not afraid.”

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.... I have no words other than what I type... THIS IS NOT WAS IT ISSSSS AMAZING AND I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE SECOND PART!!!!! 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

The Praetor

◐ PART VI of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Series Masterlist ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Part IV ◐ Part V ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Hard Mature 18+ (for this installment)

Warnings: sexual content including grinding and marking, some light (and totally consensual) manhandling, ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming. Violence and discussion of violence relating to ritual combat, possessive behavior, injuries and discussion of injuries

Special Note: Yoonji and Yunli are NOT the same person. Yoonji is Yoongi and Yunli’s cousin. She is sometimes affectionately called “Ji-ah.”

Word Count: 5500 (wow)

Author’s Note: Life has been really hard. I won’t beat around the bush. It was hard to do anything… but your kind words and support really kept me going. Truly you guys straight up manifested this chapter with your incredible support. As always, my angels @ppersonna​ @xjoonchildx​ @untaemedqueen​ and @underthejoon​ were the best betas and the best friends anyone could ask for. My thanks to ALL of you for helping me bring this story to life!

“Alpha.” 

Namjoon’s voice echoed through the clearing with profound resonance. 

There would be no more fighting. 

There would be no more doubt.

It was a complete surrender, the kind only a true Alpha could compel. 

A frantic whimper suddenly split the air, drawing every eye to you-

 But you saw only him. 

“Untie me,” you pleaded, struggling impatiently against the restraints. 

One of the elders moved to release you, but before she could, Jin produced a knife and cut you free with the kind of terrifying precision expected of a man who was every bit as deadly as he was beautiful. 

Then you were running - and this time, no one could stop you. 

Your body crashed into his and fiery joy shot through you as he pulled you into his arms. 

His scent wrapped around your senses like a warm blanket, covering the fear and pain of the past days in unimaginable relief. 

 “Jimin.”

“I’m here. I have you,” he whispered. 

Your entire frame seemed to shake as you sobbed against his chest. It was as if you could not draw close enough - could not hold tight enough - to be satisfied. Part of you was still terrified that you would wake up and discover that all of this had been a dream…

Then you heard it.

Another set of knees hitting the ground. 

“Alpha.”

Then another-

“Alpha.“

And another 

“Alpha.”

Till the air was filled with hundreds of voices, all speaking the same word.

“Alpha.”

Namjoon remembered very little of what happened after his surrender…

Just pain. 

His limbs seemed oddly disconnected from the rest of his body. There was blood everywhere(and he was reasonably sure it was his). 

He knew he should feel defeated, broken - even ashamed.

Instead he felt strangely…

Light. 

As if a great weight had lifted from his shoulders. 

The last thing he saw before losing consciousness entirely was Yunli’s tear-stained gaze - still fixed on him - even as the others turned to face their new Alpha. 

He breathed out her name in a quiet, desperate plea as the darkness overtook him. 

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Thank you for your kind words! Although many have replied in disgust and intolerance, I posted this knowing it would come. So, thank you for the positivity!

Why?

"You're voting for Trump? You're racist!"

"You are an awful person. Go die with Trump."

"I wish he had died."

"How can you support that idiot? You're stupid."

"If Trump wins, be ready for a civil war because we won't accept it."

When is enough enough? Is it enough when you see children and adults afraid to bring up what they view because they could be attacked for it? Is it enough when shops are having to board up buildings because they know that if Trump wins, radicals will burn and raid and cause hell to break out? Is it enough when those in charge are unable to even put one in jail for treason against the president because if they do, riots and more deaths will follow? Is it enough when 17 year olds are actually afraid of the election results because those that are against Trump say that they will cause a civil war and kill any in opposition? When is it enough?

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You’ve got it backwards.

Because of Trump’s abusive public behavior HIS supporters believe they can assault others.

As a lovely hater replied to me, ““you are blind.” But are u? You are not yet we believe what we believe. The term #NoHate is said exactly for this. You can prove your point. I can prove mine. It’s an endless circle where hate is always concerned. 

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Why?

"You're voting for Trump? You're racist!"

"You are an awful person. Go die with Trump."

"I wish he had died."

"How can you support that idiot? You're stupid."

"If Trump wins, be ready for a civil war because we won't accept it."

When is enough enough? Is it enough when you see children and adults afraid to bring up what they view because they could be attacked for it? Is it enough when shops are having to board up buildings because they know that if Trump wins, radicals will burn and raid and cause hell to break out? Is it enough when those in charge are unable to even put one in jail for treason against the president because if they do, riots and more deaths will follow? Is it enough when 17 year olds are actually afraid of the election results because those that are against Trump say that they will cause a civil war and kill any in opposition? When is it enough?

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The Champion

◐ PART V of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Part IV ◐ Series Masterlist ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Mature (for this installment)

Warnings: ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming. Violence and discussion of violence relating to ritual combat, possessive behavior, Yoonji and Yunli are not the same person.

Word Count: 1920

Author’s Note: I agonized over the best way to tell this particular part of the story. A profound thanks is owed to @xjoonchildx @taetaewonderland @underthejoon and @ppersonna for being amazing friends but the best betas and creative soundboards a silly girl like me could ask for. I cannot overstate the importance of people who will genuinely build up your work as well as analyze it with a critical eye. Ladies, you make my writing sparkle and my heart soar. That being said, I truly hope you like this installment because it is extremely tense and pivotal. Thank you all for every bit of love you send my way. I cherish it so much…

Jimin smiled, letting his razor sharp canines lengthen menacingly as he flowed back into a perfect combat stance. 

“You didn’t think I’d just let you have her, did you?”

Namjoon scrambled drunkenly to his feet, still struggling to process the strange turn of events. 

“What is this?” he hissed. “Are you enchanted?”

Jimin snarled at the insinuation. 

“The circle would have killed me if I crossed its boundaries under a spell. You know that.”

He did know that. 

Every fifty years or so a wolf got it into their head that the circle’s power was nothing more than a myth. 

They always learned the hard way. 

“Then… how?!”

The corner of Jimin’s lips twitched ever so slightly as he recalled years of discipline, training, frustration, pain-

“Practice.”

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Last Night…

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“So… you can beat him… in human form?”

Jimin nodded slowly. 

“Beating him isn’t the problem,” he muttered. “In order for me to win, Namjoon must surrender, which leaves only two possible options.”

Taehyung shifted uncomfortably. 

“And they are?”

“… Either my alpha command is strong enough to compel a submission or-” his eyes dropped to his hands, “… or I have to kill him.”

The words lingered heavily between them. After a few moments Tae breathed out an incredulous snort. 

“All this time… everyone believed you were torn up about dying,” he shook his head, ��but this is what you’re afraid of, isn’t it?”

Taehyung met his solemn gaze with quiet understanding. 

“That’s why you wouldn’t let your mother watch the fight. You don’t want to take his life, but if you have to…”

Jimin’s jaw clenched imperceptibly. When he spoke, his voice was barely above a whisper. 

“I didn’t want her to see it.”

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Is It Over?

Is It Over? Chapter 1 "Come on, Slow-Poke! You're taking forever!" I holler with an exaggerated eye roll. "Awe, but you love that I'm a slow-poke, and don't you bother denying it," Scott Morgen, my four year boyfriend, demands in a sing-songy voice, " 'Cause if you do, I'll have no choice but to tickle you! Mwahaha!" Scott lunges at me, crushing my body against a pear tree, outweighing me by at least eighty pounds. "Ugh! Scott! Get off me, you big lug! Ugh! Can't... Breathe! Agh!" I wheeze from the enormous amount of weight on my body so mercilessly drawing the breath from me. "Not until you say that you LOVE that I'm a slowpoke. Come on.... Say it!" "Ugh, fine! Fine." Scott slowly starts to ease off of me. "I love that you're a slowpoke 'cause you're MY slowpoke," I say as Scott's eyes soften. I whisper in his ear, "I wouldn't trade you for the world." Scott leans back and murmurs, "I knew from the moment I saw you that this was right." I swipe the hair from my face as Scott curresses my chin. "Hey, I believe I asked you out first, right?" Scott throws his head back and laughs. "Hey! I let you go first 'cause you're very independent, and you won't date a guy who asks you first. Do you remember Tommy? Man, Harley, you broke him!" "Hey! In my defense, he deserved it. Besides, I was talking to you, not Tommy." I was a freshman when I asked Scott out, and he was a sophomore. He did all kinds of sports and didn't care what others thought about him. He didn't cuss and believed in God, but he was popular. One day, I caught him glance at me quite a few times. I got so sick of being watched that I marched right up to him and said that since he couldn't take his eyes off of me, we might as well go out. He was so shocked but said he'd pick me up Friday. It was the most wonderful night I had ever had. Now I'm a senior and Scott has just started college. We slide down to the trunk of the tree, hand in hand, as the sky glows beautiful shades of red and orange. Remembering an old saying in my family, I recite, "Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning. Re—" "Red sky at night, sailors delight", Scott finishes. "I guess your dads having a good night at sea." "If the old tale holds true, then he is, and of course it's true. I've said it my whole life, and never once has it been wrong." "I remember the hours you spent getting me to memorize that! Do you remember? You wouldn't give up till I had it right and could say it in my sleep!" Scott chuckles at the memory. "I remember." When Scott and I had just begun dating, I made it very clear that things were important to me, and, if he wanted a girlfriend that would respect him and treat him the best, he had to take my important things and make them important to him, same as I would with him. I can feel Scott's eyes on me as I remember our past. "What is it? Do I have something on my face?" I question, rubbing my cheeks and feeling in my hair. "Harley, I love you, and I want to be with you always. You are a part of me. I can't live without you," Scott murmurs in my ear. He looks at me, a deep red blush rising. My breath catches in my throat. Scott starts once more, slower before, saying words I will never forget. "Harley, will you marry me? I know we're bo—. I laugh. "Oh, Scott. I love you! Yes!" I throw my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. Being with him, hugging him, kissing him, it's like breathing. It's like I can't live without him. I lean my back against his chest and tilt my head back to look into his face. An afternoon stubble is setting in on his square jaw. With piercing blue eyes, Scott looks much older than nineteen. "You know you're so sexy looking with that stubble, right?" I whisper. "Hey, I can't look any better than your hair does in its messy glory." Scott wraps his arms around my body and sighs. "I can't believe that I am so blessed as to have you with me." "Only the Lord knows how we came to know one another," I say, receiving a hug from Scott. "This day couldn't get any better," Scott murmurs in my ear. His stomach growls.

TBC

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Patiently (not 😅) waiting for the next part!

◐ The Alpha ◐

The mate of the Luna, the one true moon princess, is The Alpha and everyone knows it will be Kim Namjoon... Except it isn’t. When the ritual is complete, the moon princess kneels before Park Jimin and upends her pack’s predictable hierarchy.

series ◐ masterlist

PART I: The Alpha

PART ll: The Challenge

PART lll: The Terms

Part lV: The Secret

Part V: The Champion (coming soon)

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The Secret

◐ PART IV of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Series Masterlist ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Mature (for this installment)

Warnings: ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming. Violence and discussion of violence relating to ritual combat. Jin’s pheromones need their own warning. Yoonji and Yunli are not the same person.

Word Count: 3600

Author’s Note: This update literally made me sob because I edited it and formatted it and it just disappeared when I posted. I seriously felt my heart drop because it took so long to format… ANYWAYS I wonder if anyone guessed the secret.

”You can’t do this, Luna … Come back inside.”

Your hand tightened on the doorknob.

“I was just going out for some air-”

Jin shook his head, letting his lanky frame collapse onto the overstuffed chair by the fireplace. 

“And after the air… then what?”

Your terse silence was confirmation enough. 

He sighed heavily, hating himself a little for what he had to do. 

“You cannot go to him. They’ll smell you on his skin and it could cost him… dearly.”

Your eyes fluttered shut.

“I just wanted to see him…,” you whispered. “I wanted to talk to him just once before-”

A sob bubbled up in your throat and your hand flew up to cover it. 

The dawn would come in two hours. 

And then Park Jimin would be gone. 

Jin’s arms wrapped around your shoulders and you fell against him hopelessly. 

“They’re going to make me watch, Jin-ah. I-I have to watch him-”

Bitter tears overtook you, wracking your body with the violence of your despair. 

“I know…,” he murmured softly into your hair, “I know.” 

“Do you think he’ll really show up?”

The chief elder glared fiercely at the young man who dared voice such a question. 

The entire pack had jammed themselves into the clearing where the challenge was taking place and despite the solemnity of the occasion, the atmosphere buzzed with barely contained speculation. 

“Park Jimin was chosen by the goddess herself to be her champion or to be the divine test of her champion. Have some respect,” he hissed. 

The young pup had the decency to look abashed, but the chief elder was already ignoring him in favor of the newest arrival… 

A Luna wore only three ceremonial colors at any given time. 

Green for celebration and harvest was worn in times of laughter and gaiety. 

Blue for mourning and peaceful resolve was worn in times of trial and hardship. 

Red for passion and vengeance was worn in times of war and signified the sacred bonds that wove the pack together. 

Your mother laid out a blue cloak as it was the color chosen by every Luna who had ever faced down a provocatione ritual.

But you arrived in sumptuous Red. 

It was a stunning act of defiance, a wordless declaration of your fury. You were here to obey the goddess, but in a crimson cloak you would not embrace this challenge with peaceful resolve. 

An attack upon your mate, even under these circumstance. was an attack upon you. 

You had come dressed for war. 

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Well who woulda thought. Trump has the same powers as God. He can control the weather!

Wow. Democrat Harris

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I received the same as @thehugwizzard. Your Result: Dragon oh my, what a magnificent creature you are! I hope your feeling well, today. A color I associate you with is emerald green, and you seem to have a liking to a certain subject or someone. Add it to your hoard, whatever it is. You might have a bit of a temper, but cut yourself some slack every now and then, okay?

i made a uquiz! Ill reblog with the link lol

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