The Moon and The Stars (BL)
In the land of Octant, a distant place far away from human civilization, there exists a kingdom of werewolves. And in this magical kingdom, resides Orion, a Priest in training, practising for a very important occasion that is coming up, the coronation of their king. There, he meets a wolf who seems a little too familiar as pieces of his past gets brought back up as the days go by. Who is this mysterious wolf? Why does he feel such a strong attraction to him? And, what really is the story behind the incident that tore half his face off?
Fear
"I am glad it fits well." High Priest Freyr said, tying the little strings at the side of the robe. "I gave the tailor a very complicated instruction, I am impressed that they were able to give me as I asked."
"Oh right, you were the one that designed all my outfits, aren't you?" I asked, holding my arms out as Altair stared at me, slightly amused but not saying anything else as his eyes sparkled. "How did you even come up with the designs, High Priest Freyr?"
"Well, I already had an idea before I met with you, after all, they all have, pretty much, the same or similar design pattern, altered here and there.
"And I knew that I was supposed to make seven outfits to be worn by you so that was what I did. Then I met you and I started to teach you. You may not believe this, Orion, but, every single person has their own way of dancing and moving.
"And with each movement, your body, appearance and air will be different.