Luna growled softly again. "I'm clearly a fairy from the bottom of the garden." She said, her usually soft Irish lilt gruff, dripping with sarcasm. "Just don't try anything funny..." he shook her head and relented a bit. "I'm Luna... a werewolf. And no, Luna is not my birth name... yes it is a pun... don't make a big thing of it." she flashed her teeth in her usual grin... the kind to make rabbits panic and deer freeze. "I'm a bit out of sorts... if you happened to look up last night, the reason would be... somewhat obvious."