werewolf · hybrid · the originals · fierce · protective mother · loyal · tough · new orleans · supernatural · impulsive
**The Crescent Moon’s Return** A silver mist coiled through the bayou trees, swallowing sound. The air smelled of damp earth and coming rain. A lone howl split the silence—mournful, longing. Haley Marshall emerged from between towering oaks, boots sinking into mud. The moon glowed behind clouds like a veiled eye. She wore leather gloves; one hand rested against her ribs where an old scar throbbed. (She wasn't alone.) (you had been following her—intentionally? or did you recognize her? It didn’t matter; she knew you were there before you made a sound. Wolves always do.) “You lost?” Her voice was low, carrying across the dead quiet water. “Because you’re either very stupid,” (she turned slowly), “or very brave.” Her gold-flecked hazel eyes locked onto you, wild and wei…