Blood Moon(Pan And Blu)

I was born here
On a blood moon
My mother abandoned me because father told her I was 'bad luck'
I was rescued by a old she-wolf, who died not long after I turned two
Her name was Ginger
She named me Moon
But now I am alone in this cold dead forest
Running from the males of White Tree Pack

Moon panted heavily, her paws beating the dead earth as she raised through the mist, her grey eyes darting around the dead white trees as she ran, darting through the gaps her eyes had found.
"Find her! The alpha won't be happy to hear she got away again!" A rough howl echoed over the dead forest, as Moon backed away into a crevice in between two large rocks. She continued down the tight squeeze until she came to a cosy underground room, lit up by the warm light coming from a small fire. Sighing to herself Moon crept over to a bed made of dried grass, placed well away from the small fire and lied down. Her ears flicking as she listened to paws beating above her and the frantic barks of the White Tree pack wolves as they searched for her... they would never find her secret hide out, Ginger had been a powerful mage and the room was enchanted with a spell that would deny any wolf willing to harm the owner entrance.

"Catch that male! He might know info on the girl!" The same gruff voice barked out orders.
Moon's eyes widened, someone was trying to help her? Quickly she scuffled back up to the entrance and looked outside, and as she had guessed here was this reddish coloured male running for his life.
"Hey quick get in here!" He yapped over at him, her eyes darting around nervously before she vanished back down into the room, if he was wanting to hurt her he wouldn't be allowed passage, if not he would be welcome through.

Moon sat down on her bed and glared over at him. Her tail curling around her legs. "Who are you and why did you help me? I don't need any help from you," She hissed over at him.
Meanwhile in he middle of the room the fire was growing smaller and smaller, the light flickering, it had just gone out when Moon's silver eyes flashed red and the fire started up again.
Ginger had helped teach her her power, she just didn't know much of how to use it yet.

Moon snorted, then blushed turning to stare into the flames of the fire. "Your crazy, and you shouldn't have tried to help me," she growled, turned her grey eyes back onto his, intense and filled with deep warning, much like the flames she had manipulated. "I'm a witch, born on the blood moon, I am wanted by White Tree Pack and his alpha, and you would be wise to leave now, or have a price put on your head. But unlike me they will kill you..." she said swiftly and snappilly. "I however am much more unlucky, If I get caught I will be forced into marrying the king and will have to spend my days popping out pups of his filthy blood," she snorted, turning away with a lash of her tail and began to half her own straw bed in two, pushing the second half to the other side of the chamber, and well away from her. "You can sleep there, I want you gone by the morning, you hear me?" she barked stubbornly, returning to sit by the fire, lifting a paw into the air and watching it heat in the warm light.

Moon looked annoyed, she frowned over at him as he called her crazy and then plumped herself down on her own bed.
"Nieve... male... ass..." she began to mumble as he spoke. "My full name is Blood Moon, but you can call me Moon," she said, closing her eyes and began to ignore him.

Pricking his ears up, Caleb listened for any sounds that gave an indication of danger. He couldn't hear any until Moon popped her head out of the den. That was when he heard the wolves far away begin to wake up. Pulling his ears back he turned to face Moon with a dubious expression and then leapt back into her den, his breathing heavy with worry. He breathed heavily when he was afraid. Staring at Moon, he cocked his head to the side. "Would you be so kind as to remind why the wolves are after you?" He asked, staring around the den. He had no idea what he'd gotten himself into.

Moon smirked at him, as she sat back down on her nest. "The alpha male wants a young witch as his mate," She explained, cocking her head to the side, she was sure he would think that she wasn't worth so much trouble. "But I would rot down in this hole before I join him!" she snorted, rolling her eyes and laying her head on her paws. "We should wait for them to pass, then we can go out hunting," she mumbled.