In the bright and moon dusk day of “The Planet” the new celebrity “Mune” was the new guardian of the moon! Exciting? Right?…not really. He was struggling a lot with his self confidence and as the people paraded him. Often times his ears and hooves dropped and clacked against the floor by instinct but also trying to maintain his friendly posture. By the time he was done, the young faun felt exhausted and winded by all the excitement of the day…his little fluff tail flat and almost dead. As he walked home alone to his burrow with the other fauns and his father “guardian if the moon..” he muttered and kicked a rock “more like guardian of the-“ before he ended up in his own burrow