Calla's Perspective
The evening air was crisp and cool as Aidan and I walked along one of Moonveil's more scenic trails, the setting sun painting the forest in shades of gold and amber. After the tension of dealing with Kieran's persistent attention, it felt wonderful to simply enjoy someone's company without constantly analyzing their motives.
"This place is incredible," Aidan said, pausing to take in the view from a small overlook. "I can see why your network has been so successful. There's something about this territory that just feels... stable. Grounded."
"Uncle Alric has put a lot of work into making Moonveil a place where wolves can thrive," I said, settling onto a fallen log that served as a natural bench. "He believes that strong territories create strong alliances."
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