*Starblood pack — Healer's wing*
The halls of the fortress had begun to stir, but the tension in the air was thicker than before. The Lightstorm had faded but it left behind echoes. Unseen ripples. Fear that hadn’t found its voice yet.
The fires had been put out, the dead buried, but something in the stones still trembled. The healers whispered of strange dreams. The guards claimed to see shadows flicker even when torches were steady. The fortress was waking but not in peace.
Elder Mara moved through the healer’s wing in silence, checking on the children who had been moved there for safety.
Their soft breaths filled the space, a fragile rhythm in the stillness. A handful of wolf pups stirred, sensing her presence. One reached out in their sleep, as if chasing something unseen in a dr
