Athena

The sun had barely risen, but the camp was already alive with activity. Even after the battle, Grayhound Pack didn’t allow complacency to seep in. Warriors moved with purpose, scouts scouted the edges of the forest, and the elders conferred quietly about supplies, reinforcements, and future strategies.

I stood atop the central platform, observing the camp from above. The aftermath of Gian’s failed assault had left its mark, but it also strengthened our resolve. Every injury, ...