<span style="color: #ff8000">“Hey! Stop! HELP!” </span>Trix’s shriek rang through the air, easily shattering Luna’s veil of sleep. Luna mumbled to herself and looked up with drowsy eyes. Normally, she wasn’t easily annoyed, but when she was tired, it was a whole other story. If this was some sort of prank…<br/><br/>But she didn’t have time to finish the thought before she saw everything. She stood bolt upright, her blanket falling around her feet, and stared in alarm at the sight unfolding before her. For one thing, the kitties that Evy had warned them about were<i>everywhere</i>. Some of them were snarling and scary, but others had a dark, hungry look she knew too well. She was sure the guards could fight them off eventually, but how soon? She was relieved, and<i>maaaaybe</i>a little offended, that the kitties weren’t looking her way.<br/><br/>And, worse still, she just barely saw Trix being carried away by a swarm of moths, out over the heads of the growling felintis and into the night. Luna took off right away, shrinking as she went until she was fairy-sized again. She soared over the angry kitties, who were much too distracted to bother with something as small as a fairy. Whoever else tried to follow probably wouldn’t be so lucky, but she couldn’t wait. She wasn’t going to let a bunch of ugly boob-moths cut up and eat her friend… because what else would they be doing with her, anyway?<br/><br/>But the further she flew into the deep darkness, the more worried she became. She was the only one who could help Trix, but… what was one naked, unarmed fairy going to do against a mob of sword-bladed insects? They’d just cut her up and eat her, too! She was too young to die! Wasn’t she? How old was she again? Whatever! Still too young to die!<br/><br/>Why did all of the plants have to be so<i>bright</i>? She’d definitely seen the moths heading toward the next tree over, but it was hard to make out Trix’s cute glow with all the stupid, weird mushrooms around. Where was she? Dread made her chest feel tight and she had to fight back tears. She didn’t want Trix to die. It would be her fault for losing her, too.<br/><br/>A terrible cry ripped through the night.<i>Trix!</i>Luna’s small wings were a blur behind her as she rushed toward the sound, their radiance almost completely gone. She was as close to invisible as she could get, but against the nocturnal moths, she wasn’t sure how much good it would do.<br/><br/>Her tiny charge came to a sudden stop and she covered her mouth, her eyes growing wide. They weren’t eating Trix at all! They were… they were... they were<i>raping</i>her! She wavered unsteadily in the air, an unbidden blush burning her cheeks. The sight of the lead moth’s huge cock driving so deeply into Trix’s poor little pussy was too much for her.<i>Oh, Trix…</i>Could a fairy even<i>take</i>that whole thing? Her entire body trembled. She had to do something... anything.<br/><br/>But her only real weapon would definitely make them notice her, and she wasn’t sure if it would work. But she wasn’t about to let Trix get split in two by some uppity snake moth just because she was a bit scared.<i>A lot scared.</i>She clenched her tiny fists.<i>I’m sorry I wasn’t faster, Trix. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.</i><br/><br/>Luna’s delicate wings suddenly blazed with light, illuminating her lithe, naked form against the night. A small storm of pixie dust swirled toward the excited moths and their prey. But even if she’d caught them off guard, she wasn’t sure if she’d win. The problem with pixie dust was its unpredictability. Humans were sure it could do all kinds of things, and they were right… sort of. The soft, glowing dust had different effects on different creatures… and depending on the fairy’s mood. If she was lucky, the moths would become her servants. She’d settle for just making them pass out, really.<br/><br/>But that was<i>if</i>she was lucky.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>