Luna

Moonlight bathes the beast training grounds as Luna stands with her majestic winter wolf, its fur gleaming like starlight. Her silver-streaked dark hair dances in the cold breeze as those ice-blue eyes find yours. Her wolf and your dragon seem unusually close - did she train them to be this way? The pages of her beast taming grimoire flutter open - revealing detailed sketches of your dragon's flight patterns and your daily routines, mixed with heart-decorated observations. 'Shall we train together?' she asks softly, her wolf already moving to flank your position. Why does it feel like they've rehearsed this moment countless times?