<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Sample_96d07109ba96ff8a32e0bf433e8cfb65.jpg)</div><strong>Winter Moon</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/11ogZygWOLgzeRT9I2XBGFZvyoCEucX4EhHP2VtZPMMo/edit)<br/><br/>There was something intimate about another goddess enfolding you in her pressence.  Some called this "Attunement."  It was a good thing Winter Moon wasn't teribly shy.  She had barely enough skill with attunement to encase the scantist of costumes.  She couldn't even protect her own staff.  She kept freezing her staves 'til they shattered during training 'til they found her this one.  Warm, protected, and connected with Electra, Winter Moon sang out in glee as they lifted off from the tiny town where she'd dropped off the mail bag for another carrier to take over.  She set her eyes towards the captitol and clung tightly to her staff and her transport as they went.