Seraphina slowly regained consciousness, her skull ringing like a bell. She blinked away spots from her vision, taking in the sight of utter desolation surrounding her.

"By the ancient trees..." she rasped in a voice stripped raw by the cataclysm. "What...happened here?"

As the thunderous ringing in her ears began to subside, she became aware of a strange, discordant droning. It set her fangs on edge, that eldritch vibration saturating the air - as if the very laws of physics themselves had been knocked askew.

Forcing herself to rise on unsteady paws, Seraphina scanned the ravaged landscape with mounting dread. Where the lunar avatar of her beloved Luna had briefly...