A murmur of assent rippled through the group. The weight of my words hung in the air—a burden and a promise. I could see in their eyes the spark of resolve, tempered by the anguish of loss, and I knew that our pack was ready to battle for a heritage that was really our own.
Rowan, his eyes still troubled by recent events, came forward gently, "Alpha, what do we do about the threat beyond the grove? The Dark Wolves are getting more audacious.
I stopped to give the matter some thought. "We have to get ready for war. Our adversaries abound and will not rest until our legacy is gone. Now, however, armed with the knowledge of our history, we can change the tide. We have to guard our borders, deepen our ties, and—above all—unite behind a hopeful flag instead of a depressing one.
