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In the beginning, we were all that was
The darkness of the night lonely and quiet
How we longed to hear songs of praise
So, we gave a gift to our children
The ability to change into the beautiful hunters of the night
For centuries, we heard their songs of reverence
Reveled in their worship
But it was not to last
The dark one's jealousy burned with a fiery hate
His shadow descended upon our sons and daughters
The greed and jealousy of man drew him to them
His fangs piercing the veins of a mortal
Promising eternal beauty
Freedom from death
If man would do but one thing for him
Shed the blood of our children
Songs became screams of agony
Mothers begging for the lives of the pups
Fathers, husbands cursing the skies for the loss of their families
Their blood staining the earth
It broke our hearts to see them fall
The night father begged the light for her aid
She reached out her hand, cursing the dark ones to fear the sun
Shadow melted to light with the arrival of the Paladins
Their origins unknown
But we were grateful
An uneasy peace began to reign
The dark one's bloodlust had been halted
It was not to last
The darkness was set free
Above the ashes of the bloodshed rose a daughter
Cursed by darkness
She was, yet was not our child
Wolf, yet not wolf
Yet, in her suffering
She sang our song of praise
So, my blessing, I gave to her
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Blessing of Luna
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