Upon arrival at the Alpha's tent, they found the Luna seated peacefully inside, diligently doing needle work. So surprised was Anu by the two girls' sudden visit, that she pricked herself with the needle that she was using to sew with.
"Ow!" Anu whimpered, bringing her finger to her mouth, to suck on the wound.
Tuzi and Oyuna were immediately concerned. Coming by the Luna's side, Oyuna inspected the small wound, blowing lightly on it. "Does it hurt, Luna? I'm so sorry! We didn't mean to startle you."
The rabbit shifter peered over at the wound, her forehead scrunching with worry. She was apologetic. "Does it hurt? I'm so sorry…" She helped remove the needle and fabric from the woman's lap.
"No no, it's quite alright," the Luna said, hoping to calm the girls down. "And don't call me Luna. Just call me Anu. No need to be so formal."
"But Luna, that is your title," Oyuna said, protesting lightly on her behalf.
