Alliance of Moon

Clouds are all that they see. Years have passed, no real sunlight. It's always cold, only the occasional beam keeps them alive. Pups are often frozen to death, and eternal misery plagues them. It's not until a snow flurry arrives that changes everything.

Spike is too young. They couldn't possibly complete this.

[[Warning: Gore, sensitive subjects, and incorrect genetics are presented. Reader discretion advised.]]