Though as the weeks came and went, word of the Silver Moon clan's conquests spread like uncontrollable wildfire through the werewolf nations; Instilling a sense of dread and anxiousness amongst the tribes.
Whether it was intended or not, this growing apprehension would ultimately land at the front of Tuzi's humble tent, once more.
It was on a sunny day that the rabbit shifter found herself scrambling through the village in search of the wolf girl.
Prior to this time frame, Tuzi was seated alone in an empty classroom tent, reading the cute stories that were written by the children. Gala's essay about how the Moon Goddess beat up Alpha Ochir of the Rising Moon tribe was particularly funny. She was giggling in hilarity as she folded the story book to the side; So that she may read it again later.
