Alexander
My wolf found a calming presence.
“The purple dress,” he repeated over and over like a mantra. “The purple dress, the purple dress, the purple dress.”
So I sent a Beta off last night to investigate, to see if there was a woman in the Prospective Luna dormitories in a purple dress.
I’m woken early this morning with the news that there is indeed a woman there in a purple dress – but that she’s being led to the execution grounds for a punishment of twenty lashings.
“Find her,” my wolf implores. “FIND HER.”
I rush to the execution grounds, though I make sure to grab a shirt and my crown. Not all the staff knows what I look like, and the crown ensures they treat me with the appropriate level of respect.
I’m particularly glad that I’m wearing my crown when I arrive at the ex
