ELARA'S POV "The air smells different, I could feel it as it swirled around me” I breathed deeply. My wolf stirred with hope with my both hands spread widely. Welcoming the fresh air blowing me.We climbed the steep path, I allowed Kael to lead, and Ronan walked behind me. His scent was sharp with worry, I could scent it.The ash was thinning. Less silver dust in the air."There," Kael pointed ahead.A plateau rose before us. Flat stone covered with strange markings.We climbed the last stretch. My paws found a good grip on the rock.At the plateau's center stood something amazing.An altar. Made of black obsidian. Carved into the shape of three wolves.The wolves twisted together. Tails wrapped around each other. Heads touching in the middle."Moon's blood," Ronan whispered.I walked closer. The carving was perfect. Each wolf looked real. Like they might breathe."Look at this," I said.Words were carved at the altar's base. Old pack script. Deep and clear."Unity or ruin," I read
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