The valley of Ravenspire was quiet, almost too quiet. The young Moonmarked wolves had grown stronger under Lukas’s guidance, yet the subtle unease of distant fissure energy lingered like a shadow over the cliffs.
Lukas paced the ridge, silver-violet aura pulsing lightly, alert to every ripple in the tether. Kaerin and Aric flanked him, their senses stretched to the limits.
Rovan broke the silence. “It’s coming. I can feel the fissure energy stirring… stronger than before. Something alive… intelligent. We may not have a second warning.”
Lukas’s eyes narrowed. “Then we test the pack. Tonight, we face the first sign of this shadow. We must prepare them for what’s beyond Ravenspire.”
The First Encounter
From the distant valley beyond Ravenspire, faint movements stirred among jagged fissur
