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Now Atlas had gone, the pack lived in peace. But one member struggled to be happy because Discord had died from the bloodthirsty wrath of Atlas. BloodMoon sat in her part of the den, playing around with a small pebble, passing it from one paw to the other in boredom.


Akira had appeared with a rabbit with her jaws. She saw BloodMoon's depressed expression and sat next to her.


"Hey,' Akira said quietly as she came into the den. 'I got us a rabbit to share."


"I'm not hungry.' BloodMoon lied, as her stomach grumbled just as she said that. 'I don't deserve food."


Akira shuffled closer to BloodMoon. "I know you miss them.' Akira said, reminding herself of the horrific sight of Discord's body. 'But it wasn't your fault. Atlas was a pain in the backside to everyone. But that doesn't mean you should skip your breakfast."


BloodMoon sighed and took a small nibble of the rabbit. She nudged it towards Akira and she took a nibble as well. They both took turns until they took an equal amount of bones for each other and gnawed on them to sharpen their teeth.


Then, Arctic came towards BloodMoon with a caring, but sorrowful face. "BloodMoon?' She asked. 'At moonlight, as a tradition of the NightShade Pack, you have the responsibility to bury Discord's body."


BloodMoon sighed in a depressed tone. "Ok, Arctic." BloodMoon sighed.


 "I hope that Discord's spirit flies in the sky, joining the other stars with dignity." Arctic hoped, with a gentle and comforting tone.


When the moon had arisen, BloodMoon walked with a depressed slouch, as she carried Discord's body on her back. She had walked to a stream Arctic had named 'Moonlight River'. Discord had liked this place because when the moon had risen, its bright light reflected on the surface, and fireflies appeared and danced in the air with many of them circling BloodMoon and Discord as if Mother Nature wanted them together.


BloodMoon smiled at the memory, but she knocked herself back into reality, and dug a hole to push Discord's body inside. Before she buried her love, she said something.


"May our love last, even if I die. No matter what, I will always try, try to be positive and never look back, for if I do, my heart will crack. I miss you, Discord, as you do me. But no matter what, our love is free."


After saying the speech, BloodMoon dropped down and started to cry.


Every pack member had gathered around BloodMoon, as they felt her spirit grow more vulnerable. BloodMoon looked down at Discord, as did the pack, as the rain started to pour. BloodMoon buried her love, kissed her paw, and placed it in the spot where she buried Discord, her paws extremely muddy, and her expression displaying depression, sorrow, and heartbreak. BloodMoon knew she would never see her sweetheart again.





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