It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.

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The blue moon, again. Now she knew a little bit more what it was. Stories about beloved, that where missing, or dead family. When it was blue moon, everyone hided. Luckily Dhaeru had no family or a beloved partner. Well, maybe that wasn't lucky. But oh well, Dhaeru was happy the way she was now.
She lowered her head and began nibbling at the grass. Her tail was striking against her belly, without the presence of flies or anything like that. So it was mid day, the sun was shining, the birds tjielped and a fox ran toward some bushes. It was a lovely day.
Yes, and now stop. You’re sounding like an idiot.
Maybe that was good. No more wandering about nature. Like she was a noob or something.
Dhaeru chuckled and shook her mane. Her white muzzle was formed to a smile. The blue moon, something to worry about, it wasn't something cool and the shades smelled like dead herself. Not a pretty smell.

Well, how could you smell the death? It was unusual to say you could smell the death, if you never were dead before. Maybe you could smell the scent of a rotting body? Or rotten eggs? Maybe. But you couldn’t tell if you actually smelled the death herself. That’s just stupid.

The calm flow of a river Dhaeru found helped her relax. Dhaeru was always thinking to much when she was nervous, this was the best time to be nervous. She already met an shade before, she was already happy that she came out alive. God, she wouldn’t do that again soon. Maybe she just had to keep her big mouth when she came along a shade, ever again. Yes, that was a great idea. ’Well then Dhaeru, I think you need to shut up next time you meet a shade. Yes? Yes.’ Okay, this was weird. Dhaeru wás weird. But oh well, the world was weird.

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~Dhaeru

~Dhaeru, Tyr and Vanth
~Dhaeru and Royale