In the aftermath of their victory over Rylan's dark magic, Silverwood had enjoyed a period of relative peace. The celestial weapon, a symbol of their love and unity, was displayed prominently in the center of the pack's territory. However, Adrian and Elara knew that their newfound peace was fragile, and the threat of a new enemy still loomed on the horizon.
One evening, as they stood together in the moonlit clearing, Adrian's keen senses detected something amiss. He turned to Elara, his expression filled with concern. "Elara, I sense a presence in our territory. It's not one of our pack members."
Elara's instincts as Luna kicked in, and she nodded in agreement. "I feel it too, Adrian. We should investigate and find out who or what is intruding on our territory."
They moved silently thro
