Third Person

　　The night hung heavy with tension as Limuel,the seasoned beta of the Red Moon Pack,stood guard at the entrance of the pack hospital,his senses heightened as he prepared to face the incoming onslaught of rogues.The air crackled with tension,and the moonlit night provided an eerie backdrop to the impending clash.

　　The battlefield became a symphony of combat,with each warrior and rogue contributing to the cacophony of battle.The scent of earth,blood,and ...