Korra was halfway through tying her hair when a knock came at the door. Mara, already dressed, looked up from her bed. “Come in!”

“For Miss Korra,” he said, holding out a sealed envelope stamped with the silver insignia of Moonhowl Academy.

Korra frowned and took it with trembling fingers. The wax bore the mark of the Alpha’s seal. The courier left without another word.

Mara’s eyes widened. “That’s from the Academy!”

Korra stared at her. “The… what?”

“Moonhowl ...