*Lyra*
I run.
The smoke is alive, snaking and twisting like a restless beast through the trees, a thick gray shroud that chokes the world in silence. The moon hides behind the choking haze, the sky itself swallowed by ash and cinders. This is the aftermath of the fire we set ourselves, a reckless blaze meant to stop Alpha Kaelen’s army, and now the forest is paying the price.
My paws drum the scorched earth, slippery with ash and dotted with glowing embers that burn like dying stars. Every step sounds too loud in the eerie quiet. Every breath sears my throat. I’m deeper in the burn zone than I meant to be, lost in a wasteland where scent trails vanish beneath smoke and fear.
I open my mind, reaching out through the link first for Bram then for Jorin. Nothing. Just silence, thick and co
