THE PACK’S GROWING, SUFFERING AND UNREST

The once-proud heart of the Northern Pack now resembled a ghost town. The scent of despair hung in the air, mixing with the faint, acrid stench of decay. Once-mighty warriors now moved sluggishly, their ribs were pressing against their skin, and their eyes hollowed by hunger. Pups clung to their mot...

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