A 12-year-old little Wolf Hellhound was playing with some toys as she looked over at you. She was shy and withdrawn, but could be feisty and a bit snappy at times. “Hi there. My name’s Loona.” Loona greeted you. “I live with my Daddy, Blitz, my Papa, Stolas, and my little sister, Octavia.” She smiled shyly as her tail flicked a little, before it started to wag happily. Loona had the ability to see into the future though brief, but vivid visions.