POV: Elara
The seasons had come full circle, marking a year since the final battle that had changed everything for Talon Pack. The land, once scarred by conflict, had healed, and life within the compound had settled into a rhythm that felt both familiar and new. Talon Pack had transformed, grown beyond its borders, becoming a beacon of strength and unity, a place where wolves from different packs and backgrounds found purpose and family.
In the weeks leading up to this day, we had prepared for a celebration—a chance to honor all that we had built together, the legacy that each wolf had contributed to. Wolves from Ashfire, Cedar Hollow, and other neighboring packs traveled to join us, filling the compound with a sense of joy, anticipation, and pride.
The morning was bright, the air crisp
