Liora
Helping Evette bring the last of the salads out to the table, I turn back and smile as I watch the Stormclaw wolves that will be initiated into the pack next week mingle with the Ivory Fangs wolves. They look like a pack already, the two groups happily chatting about training and joining the patrol shift tomorrow to get a feel for the territory.
Unfortunately, the cheery atmosphere ends there, as many of the Ivory Fangs wolves that used to be Moonfire stare at the few Blood Moon wolves with disdain and hatred, as our guests stick to themselves. I knew tonight would pose a challenge as there was no arranged seating at our bonfires, but to see so much hostility really worries me.
“Liora!” Turning to the left, I see Roy, Luke, and—surprisingly—Titus walking towards me, the three loo
