Living on the Moon

Ch 1: The begininng

A.N./ hope you enjoy🙂, sorry for any mistakes.

"Diana Aega Moon, Get down here this instant!" My mother yells from her office. I swear she should just put a speaker in the "house" when I say house I should say mansion. I know before I get there what she's up to. It's my 517th birthday which means she gets to put all of her power on me. Which she does every birthday.
Did I forget to mention that I am the Moon Goddess's daughter? You know the mother of all werewolves.

No, ok. Well Hi, I am Princess Diana Aega Moon of the planet Moon. Gender? Female. Age? 517 give or take a few seconds. Now as I am running down the stairs and across the white stuff our house is made of, seriously I don't know, I will try to catch you up on things.
Ready? No, ok I'll wait.
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Now are you ready? Yes, good.

OK, so today is my birthday, the one day a year my mom gives me all the mood goddess's powers for training. Now what powers may you ask, the power to bestow mates to all unmated werewolves, the power to hear all their thoughts, the power to feel what they feel, and the power to travel to earth and meet them. When I say meet them I mean they don't know me, and I don't know them. I just help watch over them ... and make all life changing things happen to them.

No choices though, they have to make choices themselves and as the moon goddess you can't mess with any weather, that's Terra's job.
Terra is the current Mother Nature. She is my best friend, but she is older than me by 15 years and always makes sure I know it. But because of her being older she got her position first, making her busy. Controlling the earth's nature and all. She moves around the world but, will visit in our winter because Mom has to go away to visit her family back on earth and Terra keeps me company.

But back to me, I run around the corner slipping along the way. Hitting my arm on the wall to stop from falling down. Luckily, I didn't get hurt today, I can't spend all week on earth meeting people with a bruised arm, now can I?
"Finally," my mom says as I enter the office. She stands to give me a hug, walking across the room with her black heels clicking along the way. I honestly can't see me dressing formal when all I am going to do is sit at a desk all day. She wears black heels, a gray pencil skirt, and a loose white top.

"Hi mom," I reply smiling.

"Ready?" She asks with an I'm-a-proud-parent look.

"As I'll ever be," this has been what we do every year. She places her hand on my head as a feeling of power washes over me. I close my eyes focusing on the magic transfer. I want to remember this feeling forever, and my mom doesn't stop me.

When the transfer is done she points to the tablet and notebook on her desk and starts talking about rules and what not to do on earth. I decide not to listen to excited to care about whatever she is saying. When she finally stops talking I grab the tablet, the notebook, and my favorite pen of hers.

Now filled with an endless amount of energy I run into my room on the second floor skipping steps as I go, twirling down to halls. I grab my backpack filled with money, notebooks, books, an extra set of headphones, many cords to charge my electronics with, and my homework. My mom's tablet goes in my bag but the notebook and pen don't. I start making lists and sketching circles. When I finish I start to listen to my music.