The youths

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the fields where Robin and Adonis stood, discussing pack matters and enjoying the peace of the afternoon. The rustling of leaves and the distant sounds of wildlife created a soothing backdrop to their conversation.

As they talked, they noticed a group of youths approaching the palace barracks. The young werewolves seemed eager and determined as they walked with purpose towards Robin and Adonis.

"Good afternoon," one of the youths greeted with a respectful nod.

Robin smiled warmly. "Good afternoon to you too. What brings you all here?"

"We've heard tales of the legendary pack that resides here," another youth spoke up. "We wish to join your ranks and become part of your pack."

Adonis chuckled, amused by their enthusiasm. "Joining a pack is not a decision to be taken lightly, young ones. It requires dedication, discipline, and unwavering loyalty."

"We understand," a young girl replied, her eyes shining with determination. "We