Smoke and turmoil shrouded the Silvermoon region. Cries of anguish and cries of rebellion blended with the sounds of fangs and talons colliding. I found myself in the center of everything, the atmosphere heavy with ash and excitement. โForce them away!โ I shouted, my voice rough from issuing orders. Wolves charged ahead, gathering at my command, yet The Forgotten battled with brutal accuracy. For every one we eliminated, two others appeared to take its place. Fenris charged past me, bringing down a massive Forgotten wolf onto the ground. โWe canโt maintain this position indefinitely, Daisy!โ he yelled through clenched teeth. โI know,โ I retorted, charging at an assailant who had been sneaking up behind him. My talons ripped through fur and flesh, the wolf yipping before slipping back into the darkness. Mira showed up next to me, her breath uneven. "Daisy, we require backup, or weโre done for." "The patrols in the east are struggling to maintain their position." I surveyed the bat
I gazed at the journal in my grasp, the heaviness of its words bearing down on me like a mountain. The space seemed very cramped, overly confining, and Dahliaโs presence only made it worse. โWhat are you concealing, Daisy?โ Dahlia inquired once more, moving nearer. "Nothing," I replied swiftly, hiding the journal behind my back. Her keen gaze darted to the spot Iโd concealed it, a grin playing at her lips. "You've always struggled to lie well, sister." โI could make the same remark about you,โ I retorted. โWhy aren't you out there assisting the group? โOr are you simply too occupied observing from the sidelines?โ Her smirk disappeared, supplanted by a surge of anger. "Donโt turn this around on me." Any secrets youโve discovered will eventually be revealed. โThey consistently do.โ Without saying anything further, she pivoted and walked out, leaving me by myself with the journal and my racing thoughts. Later that evening, I discovered Fenris near the fire pit, honing a knife he h
โDo you believe Iโm collaborating with The Forgotten?โ Dahliaโs tone was filled with skepticism as she walked back and forth in the room. Her shadow elongated and contorted with every quick motion, reflecting her escalating fury. "Are you actually paying attention to what you're saying?" I crossed my arms, attempting to conceal the discomfort rising within me. โI noticed you, Dahlia.โ You were in the woods, conversing with one of their chiefs. "What else should I consider?" "That I'm attempting to sort out this chaos in my own way!" she retorted, spinning around to confront me. "Given that you haven't given me many options, you've gone off to form alliances with outlaws." Do you believe the council has faith in you at this moment? โThey have no trust in either of us.โ Her remarks hurt more than I wanted to acknowledge, yet I stood my ground. โIf youโre aiming to safeguard the pack, why didnโt you inform anyone? "Whatโs with all the sneaking about?" She paused, her eyes darting awa
I never imagined I would witness the moment my pack would abandon me. Positioned in the heart of Silvermoonโs council chamber, the burden of countless accusatory glances overwhelmed me. My father remained confined to bed, leaving the council to determine my future. What about Dahlia? She remained on the sidelines, quiet and inscrutable, her presence igniting like a smoldering ember in my heart. โDaisy of Silvermoon,โ Elder Ryloth's voice resonated, โyou are in possession of evidence related to the murder of Councilor Marius. Due to a lack of evidence to prove your innocence, we therefore impose a sentence of exile on you. The words struck me as if I had been physically hit. My legs felt heavy like lead, yet I compelled myself to stay upright. "You're making an error," I stated, my tone steady yet quivering with controlled anger. "This is not justice; itโs a mockery." โSomeone is setting me up, and youโre too oblivious to notice it.โ "That's sufficient," Ryloth snapped. "You have i
The scout woke up just before dawn, groaning while attempting to rise. I bent down close to him, speaking softly yet with urgency. "Take it easy now." "You've bled quite a bit." His eyes sprang open, chaotic and desperate. โSilvermoon,โ he croaked, his voice just a breath. โWhat is it about?โ I inquired, my heart racing. โThe Forgotten... they're approaching,โ he remarked, coughing harshly. Fenris offered him a cup of water, but his hands trembled so much that I had to assist him in drinking. "When will it happen?" I insisted, anxiety seeping into my tone. The scout's gaze met mine, brimming with urgency. โThe solar eclipse.โ They plan to launch their attack during the upcoming eclipse. "They plan to raze Silvermoon to the ground." I leaned back, the heaviness of his words settling in like a boulder. Destruction. More than just an invasion, but total devastation. Fenris rested against the wall, a serious expression on his face. "A celestial event where one body casts a shadow o
The council chamber was now vacant, with Dahlia being the only one there. She positioned herself by the majestic window that faced Silvermoon, her image dim against the shadowy sky. The burden of leadership weighed heavily on her, and the murmurs of discontent among her pack disturbed her sense of calm. She tightened her fists, attempting to calm her breathing. โShe whispered quietly, โThey donโt have faith in me.โโ โNeither the group, nor the council, nor anyone.โ "Your sibling," a voice interjected, soft as silk. Dahlia turned quickly, her fur bristling. A darkened silhouette lingered in the corner, shrouded in gloom. โWho are you?โ she questioned, her voice pointed. The figure remained still yet appeared to radiate an aura that encompassed the space. โI am a person who understands your desires." "Someone capable of assisting you with it." "I donโt require assistance from someone I don't know," Dahlia retorted, even though her tone was less assertive than usual. โOh, but you r
The breeze brought the aroma of pine and wet soil while I crouched down behind a bush, observing the softly illuminated woods. The bustling rogue sanctuary hummed with energy behind me, yet my attention remained on the rogue spy several steps away, concealed in a dark cloak. His eyes flickered anxiously, as if the trees could also betray him. โI hope youโre worth the chance,โ I murmured, folding my arms. He recoiled but stood firm. "You should listen to this," he remarked, his voice low. "The Forgotten have already entered Silvermoon." The message electrified me, and I sat up straight. โWithin?โ โBy what means?โ The spy looked back briefly before moving nearer. โTheyโve ingrained themselves within the ranks, wolves you rely on, wolves near the leaders.โ I inhaled sharply, my thoughts racing. โHow are you aware of this?โ The agent paused. "We caught a communication." One of their operatives has been issuing commands camouflaged as standard council instructions. Itโs understated,
Silvermoon was no longer the place I used to call home. The atmosphere was heavy with suspicion, a feeling that adhered to your skin and made you uncomfortable. Murmurs circulated rapidly, winding through the group like invisible threads of venom. Daily, additional wolves vanished, were banished, captured, or faced worse fates. It was the work of Dahlia. She had always been merciless, yet this situation was distinct. She wasnโt merely leading; she was commanding. And she felt fear. "Can you hear them?" Rowan's voice was quiet as he walked alongside me. His typical confidence had been substituted with a sense of caution. I didnโt need to inquire about his meaning. I had also heard the rumors, the whispers that trailed behind Dahlia like a shadow. "Sheโs taking action," he went on. "And not exclusively against The Forgotten." "Against us." I gulped nervously, my thoughts racing. The Silvermoon twins had consistently been in conflict, yet this? This was something different. "She
The world had contracted to the area between my arms and Dahliaโs motionless form. The turmoil of the battleground was a faint buzz, the shattered howls of wolves a subdued resonance. The only noise I could perceiving was my uneven breath while I held her, the blood on my hands had begun to dry yet still felt warm. โDahlia,โ I murmured, nudging her softly as if that would revive her. Her head tilted to one side, her formerly sharp eyes half-shut, the spark in them lost. No, no, no. My chest rose and fell as I held her tighter, pressing my face into her stained hair. "You must not abandon me." "Not in this way." A soft rasp emerged from her lips, and I paused. Gently, I withdrew, my heart racing. Her eyes partially opened, just a crack, and for an instant, she gazed at me not as an opponent, not as a competitor, but as my sister. โIโm here,โ I stated, tears flowing down my cheeks. "I am here." Her lips were in motion, yet no sound emerged. I moved in nearer, eager to catch what s
The atmosphere was charged with crackling energy, a heavy weight that bore down on my chest with each breath. With each step I made toward the ritual chamber, the weight felt greater than before, as if the ground itself was plotting against me. On the battlefield, I observed Dahlia stumble, her body suffering from the same magic that consumed me. Our gazes locked for just a fleeting instant, and I noticed a spark of fear, a silent request, and something indefinable. โDahlia!โ I yelled, my voice consumed by the wailing gusts of the eclipseโs force. Before she had the chance to respond, Castor's voice boomed across the battlefield, intensified by the ominous magic enveloping him. โWolves of Silvermoon, behold the beginning of a new age!โ he declared, positioned at the heart of the whirlwind. His body started to change, the contours of his shape fading as the ritual took over him. โWhat is he up to?โ Rowan yelled, tripping over to join me. I could hardly reply, my attention fixed o
The battlefield was filled with confusion. Wolves collided, fangs exposed and claws tearing in the strange glow of the eclipse. Shadows contorted strangely over the terrain, with the sunโs dim corona being the sole source of light on the bloodied ground. My heart raced in my chest as I battled through The Forgottenโs ranks, with Rowan alongside me. โDaisy, right behind you!โ Rowan yelled, rushing ahead to block a rogue who had approached too near. I whirled, cutting through yet another foe before facing Rowan again. "We must continue to advance!" "Castor isnโt going to wait for us to discover him!" Rowan cleaned the blood from his face, his eyes filled with resolve. "We'll reach him." โHowever, if we donโt halt their armament, none of this will be important.โ I nodded, looking at Soren, who was guiding a few people toward The Forgottenโs supply cache. His expression was determined, his actions exact as he and his group disappeared into the turmoil. "Best of luck, Soren," I whispe
The initial sliver of shadow moved across the sun, enveloping the battlefield in a strange dusk. The previously overwhelming clamor of readiness and whispers of anxiety turned quiet, supplanted by a silence so profound it seemed to breathe. My breath caught as I looked up at the sky, the universe seemingly pausing for what lay ahead. โWe have no time left,โ Soren stated next to me, his tone quiet yet determined. I agreed, clutching my weapon more firmly. "We proceed now." "Without any doubt." The initial howl shattered the quiet, a call from our scouts marking the commencement of the assault. The noise was instinctive, unrefined, and it sent a chill through my body. "Let's wrap this up," I snarled, spearheading the attack. Within the stony confines of Silvermoon, Dahlia glided like a shadow, her movements stealthy and precise. She trailed Castor through twisting hallways, her senses amplified as the eclipse's power coursed through her. The murmurs in her head grew louder, nearly
The sky was unsettled, marked with shadows that grew darker with each passing moment. I remained at the perimeter of the battlefield, the heaviness of the air compressing my lungs. The eclipse approached, its energy surging through my veins like a warning I was unable to overlook. I tightened my fists, steadying myself as the ground beneath my feet shook. Surrounding me, the whispers of my companions broke the silence, a soft resonance of anxiety, resolve, and the delicate hope that this wasnโt the conclusion. โDaisy,โ Fenrisโs voice shattered the quiet. He positioned himself next to me, his expression serious yet composed. "The rest are waiting." I nodded, pulling my eyes away from the dimming skyline. โLetโs complete this.โ Within the war tent, the atmosphere was heavy with tension. A temporary table displayed a map of Silvermoon, its landscape outlined with quickly sketched lines and circles. My most reliable companions Fenris, Rowan, Soren, and several others gathered around i
The moon loomed large in the heavens, its borders engulfed by darkness as the eclipse started. Shadows swelled across the battlefield, not merely a physical darkness but an overwhelming, alien presence that weighed on my chest and screamed in my ears. I sensed it deep within me, a chilling vibration of energy that ignited every nerve. By the way the fighters near me tensed up, I realized they sensed it as well. โThis feels unnatural,โ Fenris growled, exposing his teeth. He stood next to me, his knuckles pale gripping the handle of his sword. โNo, it isnโt,โ I replied, my voice scarcely heard over the increasing wind. I raised my eyes to Silvermoon, its lofty walls a striking outline against the crimson sky. Somewhere in that space, Castor was orchestrating the movements, and Dahlia... Dahlia was expecting. "Postures!" I yelled, compelling myself to concentrate. โGather together and maintain your position!โ The group quickly arranged themselves, with wolves transforming into their
The breeze cut sharply across my face, bringing the aroma of pine and the faint buzz of unease. We advanced together like a pack of wolves in human and altered shapes, their breaths misting in the frigid air. Each step seemed weightier than the previous, making us feel as though we were being pulled toward the conclusion. โSilvermoon is located just over that hill,โ Soren stated, speaking softly. He gestured toward the uneven row of trees in front. "The external defenses will be dispersed, yet they will be aware of our approach." "They consistently do." Fenris walked alongside me, his shoulders rigid and his jaw clenched. His typically serene demeanor had fractured in recent days, exposing something unrefined beneath the exterior. "You're really silent," I remarked, looking at him. He made a grunting sound but didnโt reply. "Fenris," I urged, softening my tone. โWhat are you thinking about?โ He reduced his speed, letting the others move in front of us. When he finally began to s
The evening atmosphere was heavy with unease, the far-off cries of wolves cutting through the stillness. Daisy positioned herself close to the camp's border, gazing at the shadowy horizon. The burden of her decisions weighed down significantly on her heart. Each choice she faced seemed like another risk, and she was losing time to wager judiciously. Footsteps stirred behind her. Fenris drew near, his face faintly illuminated by the flickering flames. โWe have an intruder,โ he stated, his voice taut yet composed. "An elder hailing from Silvermoon." States he has something to convey to you. Daisy's forehead creased. "A senior?" Here? โFrom Silvermoon?โ Fenris agreed. โHe states itโs critical.โ Daisy promptly accompanied him to the heart of the camp. The fighters had assembled, whispering to one another while they watched the hooded individual by the flames. The old man's hands shook gently, his face etched with years and fatigue. โWho is it that you are?โ Daisy insisted, moving ah
The campsite was still, aside from the muted moans of the wounded. Daisy sat close to the fire, gazing at the dancing flames. The burden of the ambush enveloped her like a dense mantle. Surrounding her, the warriors still present murmured in low voices, their uncertainty slicing through the atmosphere like a knife. โShe's powerful, but is that sufficient?โ one voice whispered. "Another person mentioned, 'Weโve already lost countless others.'" "Perhaps we ought to minimize our losses and depart." Daisyโs jaw grew tense. She compelled herself to appear composed, yet her heart was racing. Fenris drew near, his expression serious. "You've listened to them," he remarked, taking a seat next to her. "I've listened," Daisy responded, maintaining her tone calm. He moved in closer. "They aren't mistaken, Daisy." Weโre outnumbered, outclassed. Perhaps it's time to retreat and gather in a more secure location. "We cannot protect Silvermoon in this manner." She faced him, her eyes burning w