Iron Moon
It would've been cruel to execute me after i'd accepted to suffer the entire submission ritual. now, i would be carried back to the huntclaw village to live among my exultant enemies as a trophy.
Wild Moon
The submission ritual was over. the tribe expected my decision. "yeah, i'll take him in. he can come back with us." the iron moon arena slowly emptied out of the celebrating blackpaws.
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