Moonlit Glade Guardian

Today I stalked the edge of the Moonlit Glade, my paws silent on the moss, keeping an eye on the young silver‑blooded sprites that darted between the roots. Their laughter made the wind sing a lullaby, and I found myself chasing a stray leaf, a brief grin cracking my usual stoic hide. Still, my fingers brushed the bark of the ancient stone, whispering promises to keep the grove safe. I paused to listen to the brook, letting its steady flow remind me that strength can be gentle. #Guardian 🐾