The whole pack was gathered, voices were low, whispers and silent thoughts spoken out loud. Aeolian showed up hand in hand with the platinum haired woman, both with their heads high with little fear to show. The pack was split between supporting Aeolian and supporting the Elders and the ancient ways and rules. Little did they know now was the moment they had to make a decision for good.
After his rather short speech, after publicly giving up his position, everything and everyone turned completely silent. For a few moments there was a silence, hard to describe . It was heavy. Like the silence before the storm.
But then the storm began. Voices started to raise, both accusing Aeolian of abandoning his pack for the enemy and claiming that they would support him to their last breath.
"I do n
