DANIEL’S POINT OF VIEW
I trudged wearily through the dense forest, my mind consumed with thoughts of home. The familiar scent of pine filled the air, whispering tales of the pack and their loyalty. It had been far too long since I last walked among them, since I felt the embrace of family and the comforting presence of my fellow wolves. Every step brought me closer to the camp, and with each passing moment, anticipation mingled with exhaustion.
As I emerged from the shadows of the trees, my eyes locked onto the flickering lights of the campfire. My heart skipped a beat, a mixture of relief and excitement coursing through my veins. I quickened my pace, my footsteps echoing in the night, until finally, I stepped into the warm embrace of the wolf camp.
Dana, my sister, spotted me first. He
