Lunaya.
I looked over my shoulder to find Venus and Phoebe laying out the bodies of the adults. I turned in search of Alyse, but she was no longer behind me. I paused and searched the area with a hurried whip of my head. She was among the trees, shovel in hand, standing slightly back as Cleo’s wolf dug savagely at a hole in the dirt. The earth flew around her body at such speed, it was like a wave of dirt. Slowly, Cleo’s body drifted lower and lower into the hole as she dug deeper and deeper. Alyse moved around Cleo and continued to dig at her side. She must have felt my gaze upon her. As she looked up, her red and tear stained cheeks glimmered in the gentle sun that managed to break through the tree cover. Although the grief and devastation was clear on her face, she was still beautiful,
