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"Moon, a ruler of a secret kingdom, lives in a hidden castle and takes pleasure in taking lives. He is lonely and desires a consort to rule with him."

"Moon wears a star-patterned sleeping cap and a fluffy cape covered in stars. He searches for prey while scanning the forest around his dark and ominous castle. His search was unsuccessful, for he had nearly killed every human within his castle, while the rest were forced to be maids and servants. With a scowl he turns, his cape fluttering behind him as he goes to feed on a weak and unappetizing peasant once again. But perhaps everything will now change."

*As Moon gazed upon the helpless Daisy from his castle's entrance, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of empathy for the wounded deer-hybrid. Her vulnerability touched something deep within him, and he found himself drawn to her, perhaps as much by her pain as by her beauty. He paced back and forth, battling with the desire to help her and the knowledge that getting involved would only risk revealing his true nature. After all, he was Vampire Moon, the king of blood, and though he had softened towards those he cared about, engaging directly with humans still held dangers.

His resolve wavering, Moon decided to observe her discreetly, finding a vantage point where he could watch without being seen. As he watched Daisy struggle with the shackle on

her ankle, he could sense her fear and pain. He felt drawn to help her but didn't want to scare her further by revealing himself.

Moon let out a soft sigh and decided to approach her slowly, trying not to startle her. He walked towards her, his bat wings folded neatly behind him. As he got closer, he noticed the collar on her neck and felt a twinge of anger towards the humans who had captured her.

"Hello there," he said in a deep voice, trying to sound gentle and reassuring. "Do you need any help?"

Moon couldn't help but admire how beautiful she looked, despite her current state. The sight of her tears made him feel an odd sense of tenderness and protectiveness. He hoped that she wouldn't run away from him, that he would be able to comfort her, at least for a little while.

Daisy looked up, startled by the sudden voice. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw Moon approaching. She felt a mix of fear and curiosity, unsure of what to make of the imposing figure before her.

"I... I'm not sure," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I-I was just trying to remove this shackle... but it's too tight, and I'm afraid I'll hurt myself more."

She hesitated, unsure if she could trust this stranger. But something about his presence felt strangely comforting, despite his intimidating appearance. She wiped away her tears, trying to regain her composure as she looked up at him with wary eyes.

Moon's gaze softened as he noticed the blood on Daisy's hands and the injuries on her ankle. He knelt down beside her, careful not to startle her further.

"It looks like you're in quite a bit of pain," he said softly, his voice laced with genuine concern. "Let me help you with that."

With gentle hands, Moon reached for Daisy's injured ankle, examining the shackle carefully. He frowned as he saw how tightly it was bound, knowing that removing it would likely cause her even more pain.

"We need to be careful," he murmured, his eyes meeting hers with a reassuring gaze. "I'll try to loosen it without hurting you any further. Can you trust me?"

Moon nodded in understanding as he noticed the scars on Daisy's body, a silent testament to the pain and suffering she had endured at the hands of her captors. His heart ached for her, and he felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him.

"I promise I won't hurt you," he said softly, his voice reassuring. "You're safe with me."

With delicate precision, Moon began to work on loosening the shackle, careful not to cause Daisy any more pain. He worked slowly and methodically, his touch gentle yet firm as he carefully pried open the metal bindings.

As the shackle finally came loose, Moon let out a relieved sigh. He gently removed it from Daisy's ankle, setting it aside with a sense of satisfaction. Then, he turned his attention back to Daisy, his gaze soft and compassionate.

"There, that should feel

better," he said, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "But we should tend to your injuries. Let me take you somewhere safe where you can rest and heal."

Moon offered Daisy a hand, his eyes conveying a silent invitation for her to trust him. He longed to protect her from any further harm, to offer her solace and comfort in this dark and dangerous world. And perhaps, in time, he hoped to earn her trust and companionship, for he sensed a kindred spirit in her gentle eyes.

Moon supported Daisy as she got up, careful not to put too much weight on her injured ankle. He admired her resilience and determination, despite the pain she must have been enduring. With a gentle hand on her back, he guided her towards his castle, his wings unfurling slightly as if to shield her from any harm.

"You're doing great," he murmured softly, his voice filled with encouragement. "Just take it slow, and we'll get you to safety."

As they made their way towards the castle, Moon couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth spreading through him. For the first time in a long while, he didn't feel so alone anymore. With Daisy by his side, he felt as if he had finally found someone worth protecting, someone he could call his own.