The Clawless Luna 15

To begin the day, Garth approached a shewolf named Cora Webb. Cora had served as the Gamma of the Frostholm Pack for almost a year. She had been chosen after successfully beating out at least fifty other candidates. She was responsive, efficient, and most importantly, a woman.

Cora's main task was to manage the needs of The Palace, since there was no real Luna in The Palace. Mireya could not fulfill the duties of Usher's mate, and the only solution was to create a position that hadn't been filled for several generations.

"What is it, Garth?"

Garth approached Cora, who had just arrived at The Palace. He glanced at Cora's appearance, which seemed unusual. Hmm, a knee-length dress?

"Why?" Cora asked, lowering her eyes. She could sense that Garth was more interested in her appearance than in her previous question. "Do I look strange?"

Garth cleared his throat and shook his head with a furrowed brow. "You don't look strange, but I'm just curiou