Shadows clung to the corners of the Moondance Pack’s conference room as if reluctant to disturb the thick tension among the Council of Allies. The air felt thick, charged with unspoken anxieties and whispered doubts, casting a heavy veil over the usual vibrant atmosphere.
As Gabriel leaned forward, his mind raced with worries and strategies. How do we navigate this minefield of ancient secrets and present dangers? He Asked Night.
Like we always do, buddy. Listen to those around you, then make an informed suggestion. Night replied. Thankfully, he was helpful today, not just threatening to growl at everybody to make them listen.
Gabriel’s posture, usually relaxed and confident, was now hunched, each thought adding more weight to his already burdened shoulders. His eyes moved from face to
