The warriors of the Lunaris pack stood in a rigid line at the edge of the territory borders, their eyes fixed firmly on Varek’s retreating figure. They remained perfectly still against the backdrop of the trees, their hands never straying far from their weapons and the wolves standing in defensive poses, ensuring that the Ironpeak Alpha did not attempt to turn back or linger on the soil he had already contaminated with his presence. They watched him with cold and unblinking eyes, their breath pluming in the freezing winter air as they waited for him to completely vanish into the distance.
Varek walked a small distance away from the border, each step heavy as the snow crunched violently beneath his boots. The farther he marched into the neutral territory, the more his anger grew, festering
