Alpha Blake gathered his rouge, a pack of skilled werewolves, in their underground hideout. The room was dimly lit by torches and candles flickering around the room. Blake stood at the head of the group, his dark eyes glistening with determination. He had called his pack to a meeting to discuss the black bird wolves pack, their arch-rivals, and the recent attacks on their territory.
Blake paced back and forth in front of his pack, his voice low and measured. "I think we're close to finding out who is behind the black bird wolves pack. There's no need for us to lay low anymore. Tonight, we're going to attack the moon chaser pack, and our target is their Alpha, Derick."
His pack murmured in agreement, eager to take revenge against their enemies. They started to prepare for the attack
