Jay: I see the pack already loves you Luna.
Gregory: She won the pack's heart in one day. For packs, cubs are important, but especially for my pack. My old Luna didn't like children and forbade children from playing in the pack house.
Isabelle, a little girl, came up to me and held out her arms for me to pick her up. I took her in my arms, sitting her on my hip.
Dan: That doesn't seem to be the case with your Luna now.
Greg looked at me adoringly as I kissed the little one on the forehead. The wolves now find it normal for children to come see me.
Greg: Indeed, the cubs love her and the adult wolves even more.
Little Isabelle's mother came up to me smiling. Her name was Margo.
Margo: My Luna, good evening, do you want anything in particular for your meal?
Amelia: Good evening, Marg
