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I stopped running when I reached the clearing, my breath ragged as my glowing

fur dimmed faintly. My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, each one more suffocating than the last.

Mariah's revelation echoed in my mind.

"He was your father... your mother ended her life..."

I sank to the ground, my massive paws sinking into the soft earth as tried to process the revelation. How was I supposed to forgive her? Could I even try? And what did this all mean for me? For my destiny?

The woods were eerily silent, the usual symphony of crickets and rustling leaves absent. It was as if the forest itself was holding its breath.

Then I felt it.

The air shifted, growing heavy and oppressive. The light from my glowing fur flickered faintly, like a dying candle, as an unnatural darkness began to creep into the clearing. It wasn't like a normal shadow. This darkness was alive, swirling and writhing like a living entity. It absorbed every sliver of light around it, creating a void that made the glowing edges of my fur stand out in stark

contrast.

A sense of dread crept over me, seeping into my bones. My ears flattened, and my tail tucked instinctively as the darkness stopped just at the edge of my glow. It didn't cross the boundary, as if it couldn't-or wouldn't.

Then, I heard it.

A laugh.

into something sinister and chilling. It was a sound that didn't just raise the fur on

skin and settled

drawled, not aloud but in my

source, but there was nothing- just the

though my voice trembled, betraying the fear that gripped

laugh echoed, and this time, two red, glowing eyes appeared in

intense it felt like

felt the goddess's power," the voice said mockingly. "So you're the one they've been

hard, my claws digging into the ground for some semblance of stability.

already know me," the voice purred, sinister and smooth. "I am the end. I am

spine, and I stumbled back as the glow of my fur began to dim even

every word. "But here you are,

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lightning, and my chest tightened. ou..." I whispered. "You're the Shadow

this time but no fess chilling. "Very good, little wolf. Though I'd

closer, just inches from my fur, and my legs trembled under its weight. The oppressive energy felt like it was crushing me, draining every ounce of courage I

Weaver hissed. “Just like I did with the rest of your kind. There will be no Silvermoon Line

weight of her words was suffocating, and I felt myself begin to falter, my glow dimming further. The edges of the darkness started to inch closer, testing

she taunted. "Spare yourself the pain. Give in, and I might

but

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