Luna was born amidst chaos, the small island had functioned so well and had flourished for so long. Growing up the child did not want for anything, as one of three pups born to the litter of the highest ranking members of their faction and especially being the only girl; Luna grew up in the lap of luxury. She had never known hunger a day in her life and anything she wanted to learn was only limited by her time. An apt pupil, she took her studies seriously, learning all she could about functioning with their aristocratic government. During a time of particular quiet and peace, two of the factions had come together and promised their children to be wed when they came of age. Luna was more than happy to carry out these wishes of her parents, especially her father who she was particularly close to, and dreamed of the day she would be wed to the heir of the Aetós Faction - even if she was not to meet him until the day they wed.

During this time, she honed her crafts, and perfected her skills. She particularly enjoyed her time spent amongst the cliffs and always wanting to be near the ocean. With little responsibility she was allowed freedom to explore. Being best friends with a girl named Kassia, the daughter of the man that ran the aviary on their island, she fell in love with the different birds there. First, she befriended a fledgling that she named Scylla, and later on acquired another bird to train that she named Orion. Also, she developed a love for the satar, which she learned to play from her great grandmother who had been a foreigner that had fallen in love with a prince. They played together for hours in the evenings and when she passed it had been devastating.

Having been born first, she was groomed to become the heir to her father's throne. Her brother's were mischievous and always getting into trouble, but Luna had a level head and thrived even under the pressure that was thrust upon her. Soon, she ascended into the adult ranks at 10 months old, and was given a little bit more responsibility, attending her father in court, learning about their customs and ways and always in discussion about what would be expected of her as head of their faction. She picked up everything fairly quickly, but enjoyed her time spent alone.

One particular night in October had seen everything come crashing down around her. The Aetós faction had joined the Onasis to plan for the coming wedding that was to be set in a weeks time, at the height of the full moon: October 9th. Luna had finally been introduced to her affianced, Belen, but upon meeting she had been less than impressed as he acted like a spoilt child and his only idea of fun was at the torture and expense of others. Attempting to make the most of a terrible situation, Luna had dug down deep within herself to accept him and did not want to dishonor her family.

The night before she was to be wed, Luna snuck out to see her friend Kassia at their normal meeting place where they could sit and talk in the light of the waxing moon, but just as she had entered the small field near the waters edge she heard a whimper and a choked scream. Kassia, standing with her clothes torn to shreds and clinging to what scraps remained as Luna's fiancé towered over her, something inside Luna snapped and everything went black. She still does not remember what happened on that night, just that she awoke with a throbbing headache, drenched in blood, with Belen mere inches away from her, dead.

They had been found by someone from the Aetós party, and she was accused of his murder. With a call for blood, there was nothing she could do as she awaited trial. Kassia had visited her briefly, she had said that she ran after Luna showed up and started arguing with Belen in fear of what her friend might think had happened. The rumors were that the council would find Luna guilty, as there was too much evidence stacked against her. Kassia let her know that she had collected all of the things she thought she would need and hid them on a boat that was set to sail at midnight and that she had friends that would give her safe passage to another port.

With a distraction set, and guards paid off, Luna escaped and went on the run.

It did not take long for her disappearance to be announced and bounty hunters sent on their way with a high price placed on her head. Hopping around from port to port, she attempted going by different aliases, but somehow was always found. Sometimes she would get a couple of months in one port before being found, but after hopping from one place to the next, she realized she needed to go over seas to hopefully truly find freedom.

Landing herself in Barbados, she had lived there the longest, finding odd jobs to fulfill and feed herself. The days were long, and she wondered if it was even worth it while trying in vain to remember what had happened on the night of her betrotheds murder. It was hard to even give any thought to how she was going to bring justice to her name when she was traumatized and unable to cope or process with what had happened. Barely scraping by, she sold off the majority of the trinkets that Kassia had packed for her, and soon was down to the things she needed to survive.

She had made one friend in Barbados, but did not dare get close to anyone else. By the time September hit, she felt more comfortable in her day to day life, and had actually started to breathe for the first time in almost a year. One day, a ship arrived and the monster that had hunted her through all the ports in Europe and North Africa had found her. Barely escaping his grasp, she hopped another ship and went to Portland, but did not stop there and hitched up with a traveling band of merchants and convinced them to take her north with them away from the port. In the dead of night, she stole the mule she had been riding on and pushed further north, still sticking to the coast as she could never truly leave the sea. In a foreign area, she has grown lost and tired and upon the brink of giving up. The fight for survival remains, as the cold weather creeps in unlike anything she has never known, Luna tries to survive.

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