The moon had completely taken over the skies at the time Edwin and Ralph met in the pack's arena. The table that was in between them was loaded with scattered maps, old patrol logs, freshly scribbled guard notes, old ledgers, and old record books.
Edwin circled a region on the southeast border with his quill that had been dipped in ink.
"I strongly believe that she should take this path," he said. "It is the safest path into the Dark Moon. It has been hidden, old, unguarded long before I took over."
"But how would she have known about such a place if it was hidden?" Ralph raised his concern.
"You sometimes seem to forget the fact that she worked with the late Beta's family. She would have known of the path. Beta George used to play that route before his demise whenever he was on a tri
