I woke up early this morning, looking forward to seeing my mom so I started getting ready early even though she won't be here until evening when the sun is setting. I walk into the closet where I have some clothes lying around, I usually go outside because they are easier to switch to my wolves form that way. In winter, I usually only wear a thick wool coat and boots. But I prefer to be naked, I love to feel the wind on my skin and clothes are just the irritation.
But when my mother comes to visit, I'm always dressed. I in the closet take on the only dress I can fit with the corresponding cross.
The dress is pretty if you go up in the kind it is so white that in a way it is a little light blue, it has light blue crystals embroidered into the waist, it has long same sleeves and the neck shows just a little of my collarbones. Otherwise, the dress was simply built and light, it also made it the softest fabric imaginable. I started wearing clothes, first an undershirt, then the corset and skirt, and finally the dress.
No shoes after as I only wore winter boots as it did not fit the dress. I went outside and started picking flowers it was summer, the air was warm and you could smell the leaves of the forest.
While walking in the woods I forgot the time so when I got back to the house and saw that the sun was starting to set, my mother was already standing in the little clearing outside the house "MOM!!!" I cried while throwing the flowers I had used most of the day finding and picking on the ground.
I first stopped running when I was standing right in front of her, she was absolutely beautiful. She had all white hair that was so long it hit her hips.
We were very similar and yet not, our hair was quite similar but mine was shorter, it went to my waist and was messy because I forgot to brush it. Her eyes were tinted and very light blue, mine were slightly darker, and my skin was also light but sunny brown since I spent most of my days out in the sun, and I had a little freckle over my nose and shoulders.
I bowed for her before throwing myself into her suit and hugging her. "Hello my child," said the moon goddess. "Oh, mother I have missed you like that" "I also missed you my little Luna" she replied.
That's how we stood for a while until we broke the embrace and the moon goddess said "we have a lot to talk about my child" then she turned and walked into the house, I filled up and sat down with her at the little dining table that was in my living room. My mom sat down and started talking "as you know you turn 17 in 3 days.
When the three days have passed, the regret I have put over the house will disappear and everyone and everyone can come in here. But “she paused and looked me in the eye. I politely waited for her to continue, although the moon goddess is your mother, it is still not nice to interrupt her when she speaks, and I know my place.
“Don't tell anyone you're my daughter, don't say your name is Luna, and don't tell anyone about your gifts. Do you understand that my child? " "Yes mother" I answered "but why?" I asked confused...
"A long and arduous journey awaits you, my child. You will have to sacrifice many things, joys, and privileges. But trust me when I say that I am bored with your future and these are sacrifices you will have to live with. For the result, it is all worth it, not only to you but to everyone on this earth, ”she replied, without answering anything concrete. I just nodded, my mother looking at me with compassion in her gaze "it must go, my child, you are stronger than you think" "I also love you my Luna".
Later in the evening when we had eaten (it was the moon goddess who had brought food to Luna, with a slap with her picks stood the most beautiful dishes on the table and with the flap when they were done it was gone again) I followed the moon goddess out to the door. "Haven't you forgotten something luna ??" the moon goddess asked her daughter.
I looked up at his mother and raised one of my eyebrows. “Hmm, I don't know, what should that be? "The moon goddess looked at her daughter with a big smile" your gift my child, your 17th birthday gift ".