Six Months Later: The Battle

“They’re coming from the south!” A warrior shouted from the edge of the southern forest’s boarder, drawing the eyes of the ranked wolfs surrounding the battle strategy table we were standing around. Alpha Henry looked up and I saw uncertainty briefly cross his face.

“All of the pups, elderly and non-warriors are in the bunkered!” Shouted Lila as she and her mother, Luna Davene, came running from the pack house, both carrying their weapons of choice.

Lila carried multiple throwing knives attached all over her body by harnesses strapped to her, each one coated in silver and dipped in wolfsbane so even the smallest cut could be deadly if left untreated. She had told me once she even had knives in her boots that would flick out with the right pressure in the right spot, and a couple wolfsbane coated pins in her hair, just in case.

Luna Davene carried a bow with a quiver of arrows wrapped around her, the arrows were mad