Warm welcome

The sun was setting behind the dense forest, casting long shadows across the clearing where the pack had gathered. Casey stood at the head of the group, her heart swelling with pride as she looked upon the faces of her pack members.

At her side stood Collins and Arta, the two young orphans she had discovered in the woods. Their eyes were wide with a mixture of fear and awe as they took in the sight of so many people gathered in one place. Collins, tried to appear brave and composed, but his white-knuckled grip on Arta's hand betrayed his nervousness. Arta, in turn, looked up at her brother for reassurance, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

Casey cleared her throat, drawing the attention of the pack to her. "My friends," she began, her voice strong and steady, "I have called you all here today to introduce two new members to our pack. I found them living alone in the woods, struggling to survive. They have no family, no home, and no one to guide them. I believe it is