Luna... Nina... stop, what are you doing?" Daisy rang her hands nervously as I laced up my sneakers. I was dressed in a pair of leggings and a loose fitting t-shirt.
"What does it look like I'm doing. Training starts at 10:45 am." I double checked the schedule on my phone.
"You can't, your legs..." Daisy flushed and pulled at her curls in frustration. "You will get hurt."
I double knotted my laces and stood up. "Then let me get hurt. I am the Luna, I can not be weak." I looked at myself in the mirror. My legs looked so normal to the naked eye. There was nothing to see that would indicate the pain or the weakness... it was all hidden on the inside. Until one or the other buckled and I face-planted in the floor. Or in the grass. Or in the gravel of the driveway. I sighed, "Do
