Ava:
As the seasons turned and time marched ahead, life in Silverwood settled into a new rhythm, defined by times of serenity and prosperity. The wounds left by the old evil started to vanish, replaced by the warm embrace of healing and rejuvenation. I was hailed as a legend among the wolves of Silverwood, but I continued to serve as a light of hope for my people.
My strength and perseverance impressed those who knew me, and my name was talked about with awe and affection across the community.But as Silverwood grew, rumors of new problems began to emerge.Rumors of instability among nearby packs and traces of unusual events in the surrounding woodlands hinted at the prospect of oncoming danger.
With a feeling of dread hanging heavily upon our souls, the wolves of Silverwood stayed ever
