Climbing into his own vehicle, Marcus laid Luna on a soft towel, stroking her ears gently. She gazed up with eyes still filled with awe and trust. The trials of the evening etched into his memory, he realized that from now on, he would never leave her unprotected again.
They drove home along winding back roads, morning light casting gentle rays through the trees. The weight of the swamp’s darkness lifted from his chest, replaced by a renewed conviction. Marcus glanced at Luna, thinking of her unwavering loyalty. He’d almost lost her, and that was a lesson he’d never forget.