With a burst of speed, Reana dashed into the fog, her paws pounding the earth as she ran blindly, her senses guiding her through the dense mist.
"Luna!!" Kira's desperate cry echoed through the fog, but Reana was already gone, vanishing into the swirling whiteness.
Just then, a sleek gray form burst into the fog, hot on Reana's heels. It was Mirian, her wolf form agile and swift as she chased after the Luna.
"Awoool!!" Mirian's wolfish cry pierced the air, a plaintive plea for Reana to wait, to not disappear into the unknown alone.
A lone tear escaped Kira's eye, rolling down her cheek as she stood frozen, her gaze fixed on the spot where Reana and Mirian had vanished into the fog. She wasn't naive; she knew that Reana's words had been more than just a simple instruction - they had been a goodbye, a poignant reminder that their Luna might not return.
