~ SCARLETT~ I found myself in a forest, the air was thick with pine and earth, a comforting contrast to Vadronia. I looked around, I was surrounded by huge trees, their weathered trunks seemed to hold up the entirety of the sky. Where was I? This didn’t look like my old pack. There was no one in sight. I had to keep moving and figure out where I was. I walked further into the forest, each step indicating that this wasn’t my pack lands. I hoped I was not in anyone’s territory and if I was, I hoped I wouldn’t get caught. I didn’t want any trouble, I didn’t want to fight anyone. Fighting would be unavoidable if I indeed trespassed, trespassing could get you killed, and being a rogue made it worse. Suddenly, a scent hit me, werewolves, lots of them heading toward me. They were close. I started running as fast as I could, I could feel them closing in. I skidded to a halt when I realized it was already too late. I watched as about ten, muscular, and huge werewolve
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