The wind was high enough to keep the trees swirling, concealing the sound of Alpha Black's footsteps and his warrior of murderers wolves on the wide path towards the woodland pack territory. A couple of hours earlier the legendary Whiteland warriors strolled the dark woods, filing it with threat and danger in the early soft dawn lights.
The warmth that had been in the air just last days had either faded away into the sky or leached into the earth, followed by the frigid winds.
"We need to reach the border before sunrise, and at all cost, the Luna shall be mine, is that all understood?" Alpha Black shouted on his link so everyone could hear. On their wolf form, they run faster towards the woodland pack, "... It won't be long the mighty Walter shall die." Alpha Black added as he smirked to
