The quiet before the storm was palpable in the camp as the sun began to rise, its soft light casting long shadows across the battlefield remnants. Lyra stood at the edge of the clearing, her eyes scanning the camp as warriors gathered their weapons and prepared for the inevitable confrontation. It had been a long night of strategizing, and the weight of the decisions she had made felt heavy on her shoulders. The world around her was a mix of exhaustion and determination; her people, despite their weariness, were ready to fight. But Lyra felt the looming pressure of the leadership she had taken on. The responsibility of her pack, her people, her future—everything rested on her shoulders now.She had always known this day would come, but nothing could prepare her for the reality of it. The day when every choice she made could determine not just the fate of her pack, but her own as well. Lyra inhaled deeply, feeling the fresh morning air, hoping it would steady her nerves, but there was
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