ZORA'S POV

ZORA'S POV

I moved away from the river towards the forest. The plan was taking shape in my mind, a subtle web of strategies that would allow me to interfere with the bonds of Hunter and Fierce without violating the promises made. Entering the territory of shadows, I reached the border between the pack and the lands of the banished. The atmosphere changed, laden with a denser and forbidden energy. Banished wolves, outcast creatures, maintained a marginal existence in this border realm.

Using the ability to communicate with supernatural beings taught by Ignis, I began whispering ancient words, invoking the presence of the banished. The response came in the form of shifting shadows, circling our presence with curiosity and suspicion.

“What do you seek, daughter of Garnet?” a deep, echoing voice emerged from the shadows, belonging to a banished wolf. Staring into the shadows, I spoke, “I need help with Fier