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?
Someone immediately jumped on me, almost knocking me down to the ground with Altair grabbing onto my arm, holding me close to steady me.
"What was-"
"I knew it would be you." The Luna said, wrapping his arms around me, a bright smile coming on his face. "I knew it. I am so happy to see you alive and well, goodness. What I would have done had they come back unsuccessful. Who knows?"
I can tell, just from one look at the Luna that he is very serious. And I am quite amused. What is he going to do to Altair, I actually want to see it.
"What are you smiling about?" The Luna asked me, also breaking into a smile. "Well, whatever, you look pretty smiling, Orion."
"I agree," Altair said, smiling at me while the Luna just looked at the both of us with a glint of something in his eyes. He knows. I don't know what he knows but he knows something.