Luna was fifteen when the academy held its first official graduation ceremony. Seven students, including Maya, Kai, and River, had completed their training and were ready to return to their home packs as fully realized practitioners of their gifts.
"I can't believe you're graduating," Luna told Maya the night before the ceremony. "You've been here since the beginning. It won't be the same without you."
"I'm not going far," Maya assured her. "I'm returning to my birth pack for formal integration, but I'll visit often. And besides, you have River now. Another bridge to commiserate with."
"It's not the same. River understands bridge nature, but you understand me. There's a difference."
Maya hugged her friend tightly. "I'll always understand you, Luna. Distance doesn't change that. And tel
