Alastors Pov
I stood watch outside Alafia's house, my eyes scanning the shadows. The rival predator's attack had left me on high alert. I wouldn't let harm come to her again.
The night air was crisp, filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers. I breathed it in, my senses heightened.
As the hours passed, the moon reached its zenith, casting a soft silver glow. I remained vigilant, my presence a silent guardian.
Suddenly, a faint rustling echoed from the nearby bushes. I tensed, ready to strike.
But it was just a stray cat, seeking shelter. I relaxed, my gaze softening.
"Fia would like you," I whispered to the cat. "She has a heart for strays."
The cat purred, rubbing against my leg. I smiled, a rare moment of tranquility.
My shadow, ever-present, stood beside me, its dark form undulating in the moonlight.
"All is quiet, master," it reported, its voice barely audible.
I nodded, my eyes never leaving the surroundings.
"Continue to watch."
As the night wore on, I continued my watch, ever vigilant. For in the darkness, threats lurked, and Fia needed me.
But for now, in this moonlit moment, all was peaceful.
The cat, now comfortable, curled up beside me. I stroked its fur, a soothing calm washing over me.
In this fleeting instant, I found solace - a sense of normalcy amidst the chaos.
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