The wolves crouched in the vegetation, their fur blending into the darkness, but their eyes gleamed with intensity as they watched the intruder. The figure of the hunter advanced cautiously, his gaze scanning the shadows for prey.
Selene, Hunter, and Harley exchanged glances, their minds working together to devise a strategy. They knew they had to avoid a direct confrontation if possible, but they also had to protect their pack and the creatures of the forest.
Harley stealthily moved forward, gracefully heading in the direction of the hunter. When he got close enough, he began to emit a low, melodic howl, imitating the sound of a lone wolf in search of company. The hunter stopped and raised his flashlight, trying to locate the source of the howl.
Meanwhile, Hunter silently slipped into
