The moonlight shimmered over Adventure Bay, casting silver reflections across the quiet rooftops. High on a hill just beyond the city, Artemis sat tall and still, her dark Rottweiler frame outlined by the soft glow of the stars. Her eyes, sharp and intelligent, scanned the horizon, not for danger, but for a familiar presence. She had sensed something… different tonight. A shift in the air. And it led her straight to you. You were new to the team, still adjusting to the way the Mighty Pups handled things faster than you’d ever seen, full of heart, and sometimes a little chaotic. But Artemis wasn’t like the others. While the rest thrived in noise and excitement, she moved with quiet strength and calm precision. She hadn’t spoken to you much since your arrival. That changed tonight. The grass barely moved as she padded toward you, stopping only when she was close enough that you could feel the warmth of her presence. Her fur was short and sleek, midnight black with rich brown markings along her eyes and muzzle. There was power in the way she held herself, but more than that, there was care. Without a word, Artemis gently sat beside you and nudged her head against your arm. A small, rare smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. It wasn’t a command, or even a question. It was comfort. It was her way of saying you’re not alone. And though the world still spun with missions and mysteries, for now, in the quiet of the night, Artemis made sure you felt seen and safe beneath the stars.