[center][h3][color=mediumpurple]Luna[/color][/h3]
[color=mediumpurple][b]Time:[/b][/color] [color=violet]After Sunset
[color=mediumpurple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Campgrounds 
[color=mediumpurple][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@Tae] - Sorrel [color=mediumpurple]✦[/color] [@Alivefalling] - Cyrus [color=mediumpurple]✦[/color]  [@helo] - Liam[/color]
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[color=lavender]Luna’s eyes began to slowly open. The last thing she remembered was being in the woods, watching as two alphas stood in front of her. She had briefly recalled her name being spoken to her by the other wolves. The bloody scene in front of her by the wolf named Cyrus had not been enough to cause her distress. After living in Viet-Et-Mort’s mansion for years, it had been common. She couldn’t find anything that grossed her out anymore. However, upon opening her eyes, the scene was no longer in the woods. Her eyes widened with horror as she startled and jolted upright, only to gently pushed back down. As Luna turned to face the individual, she let out a hoarse cry of fear. 

[color=lightpink]”Shh, no, you’re okay now, Ms. Luna. It’s okay,”[/color] The women’s face peered into her terrified violet eyes with warmth. [color=lightpink]”We are giving you fluids to flush the venom out quicker and diphenhydramine to  help stop your throat from swelling shut."[/color] 

Luna stared at her, the fear palpable in her eyes. She tried to speak but all that was emitted by her was faint rasping. [color=lightpink]”I would advise you not to speak right now, sweetheart. Your throat is in bad shape.”[/color] Luna stared around as she laid down, her mind reeling. This was not the mansion; did this mean she had escaped? She stared around and managed to swallow, albeit it being difficult. She rested her head down and sighed as she stared at the woman in front of her. [color=lightpink]”Worried about where you are, huh? You’re in Liam Donovan’s werewolf pack campgrounds. They saved you and brought you back. I’m here to tend to you. My name is Marceline, or Marcy for short. I'm the veterinarian werewolf around here.”[/color] Luna stared at the woman's sweet smile and nodded carefully, as not to harm her neck. There was an IV in her hand she began to notice, trying to flush the venom in her system. She stared at the ceiling, unable to help trembling. As she tried to calm her fear and anxiety, she felt her mind beginning to drift off… 

[hider=Luna’s Memory]A tall blonde with a reassuring smile and pretty lies overlooked the young, terrified blonde with scars across her body and face. She wore an over-sized t-shirt, leggings and combat boots with her hair in a messy bun. Tears were streaming down her face, despite her attempts at stopping them. [color=red]”What’s your name, sweetheart?”[/color] 

[color=violet]”It’s Luna,”[/color] She replied, wiping wisps of blonde hair out of her tear-stricken violet eyes. 

[color=red]”Well that’s a lovely name, Luna. I’m Desiree, one of the original vampires and leader of Viet-Et-Mort.”[/color] Luna didn’t glance at her and shuddered inside. The rumors she had heard about this women were enough to send anyone into a panic. The werewolves had spat upon hearing the name and told tales regarding the women’s cruelty. It hurt inside to know her parents had sold her to this bat-shit crazy woman, due to becoming a werewolf. She swallowed and said nothing, then shuffled her feet and held her arm. It still stung from the lashing her mother had inflicted upon her after discovering her child’s loss of witch-hood. 

[color=red]”You may have heard rumors and stories of me but I must insist you forget those. I’m not the bad guy you think I am. I’ll let you be the judge of that. We like to be a safe haven for vampires, where we believe in killing for food only; much like animals in the wild, though with much more grace. There is a lot of misinformation out there that one day I hope to fix. I hope you can enjoy your stay at Viet-Et-Mort. If you need anything, you need only ask one of the many vampires here. They will be able to help you with whatever you need. If you need me, I will be in the west wing near my room. I have a set of clothes for you on the bed and also fresh linen. There is food in the kitchen as well, and you may eat whatever you want. I will begin assigning you to some of our vampires to help you control being a werewolf. It may sound weird, but some of them were former werewolves who found being a vampire much more tolerable.”[/color] 

With that, Desiree exited the room and left Luna to her own devices. Once she had gone, Luna had shut her door, turned off the lights and began to sob uncontrollably until she passed out on the bed she sat on.[/hider]

What kind of hell was she in now, Luna wondered? Golden lie promises and nothing but kindness had been the start of some of her worst memories. She was still trembling, unable to help herself. What would these werewolves do with her now? She shuddered again and swallowed hard, unable to stop herself from crying silently. How could Desiree have done such a horrendous act? Luna felt sick inside. She had eventually trusted the women against her own instincts. She should have tried running away the first day, but to where? There hadn’t been anywhere to go, and Desiree had been sugary sweet until Luna had opened up. She gritted her teeth and glanced around as she watched werewolves moving in and out of the trailer. 

Luna tore her gaze away and wondered if death would be a better suited fate at this point. She didn’t know what to do with herself. How could she  trust anyone again? She began to tap her fingers on the bed she laid on, unable to shut her eyes or even her breathing. She was going to go mad if she had to stay here any longer.[/color]