(Luna)
The morning sun cast a gentle glow over the lush forest surrounding our pack grounds, its golden rays filtering through the canopy and dappling the earth in a soft, warm light. I stepped out of the pack hospital, feeling a mixture of relief and a lingering ache in my chest - relief that our brave wolves survived, and grief for those we lost. The air was crisp, tinged with the scent of dew and earth - a stark reminder of the life that persisted amidst the shadows of loss.
My footsteps led me toward the other side of the pack's hospital grounds, where our injured members lay in a quiet, reverent space. Each step was deliberate, my heart heavy but resolute. I knew I had to see them, to offer my presence and strength in this fragile moment. I needed to see if they or their families ne
