The swirling vortex deposited Sangue in a prehistoric landscape, surrounded by towering trees and a crisp chill in the air. As she landed, she found herself clinging to the back of a prehistoric bat, her ancestor, who seemed more curious than alarmed.
The prehistoric bat twisted its head to get a better look at Sangue, chittering in a language only they understood. Despite the confusion, the bat ancestor didn't shake Sangue off, sensing a connection that transcended the bounds of time.
After some exploration and a successful hunting session, Sangue's prehistoric ancestor led her to a cozy cave nestled against the cold winds. The cave was adorned with ancient drawings, telling the story of the Moondark Clan through generations.
Sangue's prehistoric ancestor, whom she decided to name Luna, carefully fed Sangue and warmed her by the fire. Luna's eyes held a glint of recognition, as if the echoes of the Moondark legacy resonated through time.
As the winter settled outside, Luna and Sangue found comfort in the warmth of the cave. Luna, displaying a surprising gentleness, gestured for Sangue to join her on the upper part of the cave. They slept upside down, embracing the unique traditions of their shared lineage.
The flickering firelight danced on the cave walls, casting shadows that connected the past with the present. Luna and Sangue, separated by eons yet bound by blood, rested peacefully in the heart of their ancestral haven.
In the quiet of the prehistoric night, the whispers of the Moondark Clan resonated through the ages, carrying with them the promise of resilience, connection, and the enduring spirit of family.
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