019: A Luna In The Slums

Down Easton was the slums of Easton, populated with beggars, ragged people with no home nor families, rogues that were banished from other packs, thieves, black witches, prostitutes, and even a lot more. The air was polluted and there wasn't any good water. People were struggling to feed, eating from stale bread, rotten meat, and whatever things they could find edible.

Ophelia pushed her way past some men selling items that were obviously stolen. As Luna of the Crimson Paw's pack, it was forbidden to step foot in such an area, because it was situated with outcasts. These people might try to hurt her because Up Easton residents were hated for living the perfect life; wearing clean outfits, eating good food, throwing parties, and having thousands of pounds in banks.

And so she deliberately blackened her face with charcoal, before wearing a ragged, hooded cloak she had managed to secure before the servants burnt down the remains of her worn-out and faded garments. She couldn't even appea