The sound of hundreds of footsteps filled the air. Warriors marched side by side, the flag of the White Wolf floating in the sky in front of them. They had been on the move for a few hours now, and were expected to arrive at the rogue camp mid afternoon.
Helena and Jackson walked at the front. They had decided to keep the army in human form to travel. Wanting to create more attention on their half of the army. The other half had all shifted and followed Balen silently through the forest. Melting into the shadows. They moved like shadows.
Helena was dressed in blue leather leggings, and black boots. With a black top. She had decided against carrying any weapons. Wanting to travel light. Jackson, on the other hand, had a knife on his belt and a bow and quiver of arrows on his back. Wolves
