Darkfire: Now gather 'round children, and you shall hear, of the midnight run of Luna dear. She ran from her home and into the night, and to a fire clan, where she was filled with fear.
Gentleness: Do you mind if I take over, Darkfire? You're not particularly good at making up poems on the spot.
Darkfire: *sighs* Alright.
Gentleness: "She ran from her home and into the night, and to a fire clan where she was filled with fright. We said, "worry not!", and so she stayed, and now at night, she has a place worn bare where she laid.
Darkfire: I suppose you were better at it than I would have been.
Gentleness: Thank you.
Luna: Hello, Froggy! I don't know if you remember me...I was born in your lair. You sent me here to train dragons. I wanted to give you an update. I'm doing great. I'm doing everything I can to make you proud. I don't know if you're wanting me to return home someday, but I'm here until then. Staying focused, no boys for me! I just wanted to tell you happy birthday. I loved living your clan and you've sent me to another lair that I love.
Luna: Because of my gratitude to you, I'm sending back some food for my home clan...I hope it helps you out some. Happy Birthday!
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