Rosemary
The shimmering waters and the vast expanse of the first trial dissolved like smoke, fading into nothingness. I stood alone in the dark, the air around me heavy with an eerie stillness. For a moment, there was nothing - no sound, no light, no feeling except the pounding of my heart. And then, like a heartbeat, the ground beneath me pulsed, and the void around me began to transform.
When the darkness receded, I found myself in a forest. Not the lush, vibrant woods of the pack’s territory, but a place twisted and unfamiliar. The trees were gnarled and blackened, their branches stretching out like skeletal hands against a crimson sky. The air smelled of ash and decay, and the ground beneath my feet was soft, almost spongy, as if it were alive.
My darker self appeared again, her fig
