Luna Akumu

Luna Akumu

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Akumu is one of the two daughters of the dark heart pack, when she goes out for a run because she can't sleep, she finds something unexpected happens when her wolf (midnight) starts going crazy while on a run... The dark heart pack is on the west side of the Big Snowy Mountains, while Sunset Mountain pack is on the east side, and the packs are so close, that some wolves and up in the others territory, but they don't have a rivalry, they get along quite well. Meanwhile. . . ??? is the oldest of the two sons in the sunset mountain pack, and he needs to find his Luna, but he doesn't know where she is, but something happens in middle of the night that he hasn't expected for a couple of months Oh yeah, he's also a werefox..
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