“Tristen, I want to fight. I will… get better, I will try harder. I will be… a strong Luna.” Strong arms holding Fee in place, Tristen’s forward momentum did not slow even for a second, he in fact got faster as he walked up the stairs and through the bedroom door fluidly. His lips pulling tight, he could hardly look down at Fee anymore. She was so tempting, so adorable. Her little hands still scrunching in his shirt, she tugged so tightly willing him to listen. Little did she know he could not think of much else but her. Fee’s resolve strong and unyielding attitude, it was an attractive quality befitting a Luna in Tristen’s opinion. To be perfectly honest with himself, Tristen liked the idea of Fee fighting just as much as Roy and Larix. The thought of her being in harms way was almost he

