CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
Laughter mingles with the crackling bonfire, the heart of our celebration. Warmth radiates from it, but none so potent as the heat within me, a fire that’s mine to command. Surrounding the blaze, my Silver Paws brethren intermingle with the Shadow Tail wolves. It's a dance of unity, fur blending with fur, growls dovetailing into chuckles. For tonight, rivalry is an old legend, and camaraderie is written anew under the tapestry of stars.
I stand on the fringe, leaning against a gnarled oak, observing the festivities. My dark brown waves tumble freely over my shoulders, shimmering in the firelight. The forest around us is alive, each rustle of the leaves a note to the melody of our revelry. I trace my gaze across faces illuminated by joy and the orange glow, searching f
