Somewhere in the Northernmost reaches of Skyrim, near Dawnstar...
???: Ahhhh!
???: Ouch!
???: Fucking snow drifts!
???: Well...at least the cold might slow down the bleeding a little, but I don't think I'll be going far with this anyway. Ahh...and it stings of course. But what even is it?
???: Where in the world am I?
Stranger: Damn what's someone doing out in the cold tonight?
Stranger: She looks pretty beat up. Is she even out here by choice?
???: No! I can't, not until this is...healed.
Stranger: Need some help, lady?
???: Ple...please...ahh! It hurts!
Stranger: Oh Gods...what am I supposed to do here? help her, right...but what if? No Lance, focus!
Stranger: C'mon you're gonna be fine!
???: Thank you! Thank you...
Lance: Right, do you think you can do a bit-
???: No! Ow! I can't!
???: Please...just...
???: Just...
Shea: They through there too?!
???: Yes ma'am. How are we going to-
Shea: Doesn't matter, in one of the rooms there's a portal. It hasn't been finished so I don't know where it'll take you. But go through it, please.
???: Are you sure?
Shea: Don't question me, little bird.
Shea: Besides, I have to do something that you won't want to see.
???: Zzzzz...
???: {Yawn} Where am I?
???: I must've got help, I'm all bandaged up. Ouch! That still stings. I guess things don't heal that quickly.
???: I suppose this could be a lot worse.
???: And there's no blood. That's good. I should find whoever did this and thank them, I owe them that much at least.
???: Well I can walk, that's progress. But progress would be my saviour getting rid of that awful hair and beard. What was his name again? Lance?
Lance: Awful? Really?
Lance: But perhaps it is about time I got a haircut.
???: Well they were nice enough to keep a fire going. I have a lot of thanking to do, don't I?
???: But I should probably get some more rest, especially if I want to recover quicker.
???: But where am I?
???: Damn I must've hit my head, I'm sure it'll come back to me.
???: Anyway, sleep is what I need,
???: Should be easy enough.
A few minutes later...
???: Zzzz...zzzz
Knock! Knock! Knock!
???: Huh? What? Damn the door.
???: Uhh...good morning.
Lance: Good morning I guess...Look can I come in and talk. As nice as you seem I don't like strangers in my home.
???: Well can you give me a few minutes to sort out my hair, you didn't exactly leave it alone?
Lance: You're right, but it's kind of urgent.
Lance: And I need to check your wounds. They are quite severe.
???: Fine I'll be ready as soon as I can!
???: Damn what am I supposed to do with this?
Lance: Ready?
???: Uh yeah, sorry for the wait
Lance: No need to apologise, I'm patient enough.
Lance: Anyway you've had a tough time, you didn't stop rolling about in bed for a few hours. I thought they might have been death throes.
???: Woah sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to-
???: I'm so sorry!
Lance: Wha-
Lance: Don't worry about it you know, as I said, you've had a tough time.
???: Thank you, I owe you-
Lance: You don't owe me a thing. Besides I have to do some good at some point. Anyway, we need to talk.
???: Sure come in.
Lance: So what's your name?
???: Uhh...
???: I don't really remember.
Lance: That's fine, I think I'll give you a new name then. Well I found you at night...
Lance: ...Luna, that sounds good.
Luna: Luna? That sounds okay.
Lance: You could look a little happier for it.
Lance: Never-mind I think you were just uncomfortable. So Luna right?
Luna: Yeah Luna, that sounds good.
Lance: So, Luna, I think I should get you out of the house, being in here won't do you any good.
Lance: So if you'd like to get ready, I'm going to take you hunting. There should be things in the wardrobe and make sure to bring a bow, there's one by the door.
Luna: Okay then sir, I'll see you outside.
Luna: It's a shame there isn't anything better in here, but something is better than nothing.
Luna: Mhmm, this is nice but the poncho is a bit much, besides we're going hunting. I need my arms free.
Luna: This is...colder, but better. I think. Now where did he say that bow was?
Lance: So you found the bow then, lets get going. It's already fairly late.
Luna: How long are we going to be out sir?
Lance: Please call me Lance. Sir is a little too...formal for me.
Lance: Now come on, lets have some fun.
An hour or so later...
Lance: That's it, just lower the elbow a little bit.
Lance: Now keep an eye on the meat, I mean prey.
Luna: Like this?
Cathung!
Luna: Dammit! Sorry, I...
Lance: It's fine, the horker didn't notice. Now try again.
Cathung!
Luna: Please hit...
Wheeeww!
Lance: Huh, good shot kiddo.
Lance: Almost as good as my sister was on her first few tries.
Luna: Almost?
Lance: I'll tell you tomorrow at some point, right now we need to make camp and get that meat cooking.
A few hours later, in the early night...
Awoooooo!
Luna: Can they not shut up?!
Luna: And where the hell is Lance?
Luna: What was that?
Luna: I'm sure it was nothing, Lance won't be far I'm sure.
Awwoooooooo!
Luna: Dammit I hope Lance is okay, he still isn't back.
Luna: Wait! What the- Help!
Werewolf: {Snarling}
Luna: No! Please!
Luna: Zzzzz
Lance: Hell what a night. No surprise she's not awake. But when writhing like that, I think more sleep is definitely needed.
Lance: Well that's strange. The wounds have healed, that's something I've only ever seen on-
Luna: {Yawn} Good morning.
Lance: Good morning, how'd you sleep. It didn't sound too good.
Luna: Fine, apart from a weird dream.
Lance: What was it about then?
Lance: I mean you can't have been writhing for no reason.
Luna: I'd rather not talk about it if that's okay.
Lance: Are you sure we have plenty of time?
Lance: In fact, no. I want to know how you grew up, who you grew up with?
Luna: Well...I don't remember.
Luna: But I'd like to think that I was a princess. Losing her fortune. Escaping her home within an inch of her life and meeting a lowly hunter.
Luna: Who'd teach her all that she needed to know to survive on her own.
Luna: Then she'd grow up with them, having the hunter as her father and his wife as her mother.
A few minutes later...
Luna: But what about you? Who'd you grow up with?
Lance: Me? Well I grew up with two siblings. An older brother, he was an ass. Said I was always too cautious. I don't know where he is now, then my sister came along. With a few other pups- I mean siblings. She was the only survivor, but I taught her about shooting. My pa was too old and my mother was the same to teach them.
Lance: Me and my sister spent lots of time together, hell we were the only ones in the house most of the time. So we grew to love each other, not bicker like most siblings.
Lance: Then on her sixteenth birthday she just up and left.
Luna: I'm sorry I-
Lance: Don't be sorry, it was nothing you did.
Luna: Thanks for telling me, I wish I had something to tell you about.
Lance: You will once you remember. I'm sure it won't be that long.
Luna: Thank you, that means a lot.
Later that night...
Lance: C'mon get some rest, today was tiring, you deserve a rest.
Luna: Fine if you say so. I'll see you in the morning Lance.
Lance: Good night pumpkin.
Luna: Good night...
Luna: Zzzzz...zzzzz
Luna: What?! Where am I? Why am I here?
Luna: Oww!
Luna: What's happening to me?!
Luna: {Growling}
Luna: {Snarling}
Luna: {Heavy breathing}
Luna: {Snarl}
Luna: {Roar}
Thanks for reading, this series won't come out as often as I'd like to do some custom poses for it and other things. So this is something different than Shea's story. It also allows me a break from the same theme, so I don't get bored. But anyway, thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!
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