Like my other characters that I’ve interviewed, Moon Blood appeared to be as curious about me as I was of her.
We were meeting in a small clearing in the midst of a forest on the west side of her master and sire Kane’s Tuscany wine estate. I was thankful for the spring-like weather.
I squatted down as she approached, and she immediately rubbed her head under my arm forcing me to scratch her head and ears. Her long, shaggy white hair felt like silk under my fingers, and she leaned into my long nails giving her head a thorough massage.
Sitting back on her haunches, her thoughts filled my mind. You made me independent but loyal, curious and brave but protective of my loved ones. I’m not afraid to challenge my master when I think it’s right. Did you model my character after yourself?
Her question took me by surprise. I sat down on the mossy forest floor, crossed my legs, and looked at her. “It seems you know me as well as I do you. Often when I am writing you, you just take over and surprise me.”
Perhaps that is because we are one. We are inside each other’s heads.
I laughed. “Well, you’re definitely in my head. That’s for sure. But, let me ask you a few questions.”
She dropped down and relaxed, much like she appears in the image above. Go ahead.
“How do you differentiate your love between Kane and Enzo?”
Kane is my maker, my savior. He is and will always be utmost in my mind to protect. Because he has gathered an extended family now, that love and loyalty extends to them. Kane is my father, my family. They are family. She scratched an ear, looked into the distance, her eyes and hearing ever-alert, and then snorted and relaxed. Enzo is my protector. His goal is to always keep me safe. I am in love with him and would make him my mate if I could. He too is family. I would die to protect any one of my family.
“So, you love them unconditionally? No matter what?”
Is there any other way to love?
I sat in awe of her. She and Snow Blood are both the embodiment of the message in all my books. Unconditional love.
“How do you see yourself as being different from Snow Blood?”
She cocked her head from side to side and then panted. You ask questions for which you already have the answer.
I remained silent.
She pulled herself closer and placed her large head on one of my knees. I am the female version of him, am I not? Except, he is curious where I am always questioning. He asks for explanations from his master and family. I always “ask” why. It’s a minor difference. His is always from curiosity. Mine is more of a challenge. I tend to be disobedient at times, only because I am independent and prideful, but neither ever outweigh my loyalty to my family.
“Enzo has warned you of things to come. He foretells of evil worse than you have faced before. What do you expect to happen?”
Perhaps we will all suffer the true death fighting to protect each other. That has always been the threat. I will stand unafraid with those I love. What more can I do?
I reached down and wrapped my arms around her and held her head close to me. When I released her, she alerted, leaped up, whirled around, and sprinted to the trees where Enzo waited for her.
He rarely allowed himself to be very far from her, and today was no exception.
I thought to myself that of all the beloved characters in Kane’s coven, these were the two most noble.
Read Moon Blood, the First Blood Son Series (1-4), starting with Book 1, found on Amazon. Book 5 is formulating in my mind as I write this.
Til Next Time,