Thalia stared around the tournament grounds, completely mesmerized.
The arena was massive, carved into a natural valley between two hills. Stone seating rose in tiers on all sides, with clear divisions marking rank.
At the highest point sat the royal platform, elevated and draped in the Morales colors of silver and black. Below that, nobles filled several rows of cushioned seats, their fine clothes glittering in the morning sun. Further down, the common wolves packed the stone benches, their excitement making the whole place buzz with energy.
The arena floor itself was packed dirt, already stained dark from previous fights. Weapon racks lined the edges. Medical tents stood ready at each corner.
This was a tournament between different packs. Every major house had sent champions to comp
