The Keeper

Amaris was surprised by what the girl had said.  The child of the moon, how many times did she hear about it? She thought inwardly.

"My name is Amaris, the Luna of the Blue Moon Pack. I am here to meet my protrea. What is your name?" Amaris asked.

The little girl's face lit up, then kneeled in front of her.

"I am Azalea, your protrea from the Fae Clan and the tenere of your crystallum. It's a great honor to finally meet you." The girl said.

Amaris looked at Zion. They were both glad that they didn't need to search for her. But she wondered why Azalea was covered in filth.

"Azalea, where do you live? Why do you look like that?" Amaris asked.

"I'll show you! Come on!" The girl excitedly pulled Amaris.

Zion and Amaris followed. Azalea took them to a small house covered in vines. A smoke was coming out of the chimney and it seemed like someone was cooking inside the house.