Taryn
The morning sun was just beginning to warm the ragged clearing of the Eclipse Moon settlement the next morning as I stepped forward, taking a deep breath. The smell of fresh earth and sawdust mingled with smoke and sweat — a harsh reminder of how much work there was to do.
I squared my shoulders and raised my voice to carry over the murmurs.
“Alright, everyone,” I called out, trying to sound confident even though my heart hammered in my chest. “Here’s what we need to focus on first. Housing — we need shelters for every pack member. We can’t rebuild a community without homes.”
Heads nodded cautiously, but I could feel their skepticism.
“Next,” I continued, “we need to get a school up and running. The kids here deserve a place to learn and grow. And finally, a proper medical cente
