Chosen by the cursed Alpha king
I felt the earth answer me.
I thrust my hands forward, palms open, and the air between me and the branch thickened, shimmering silver-white. The ground trembled as roots burst upward, coiling like living things. The branch slammed into the barrier with a deafening crack, splintering but it never touched the pup.
I was already there.
I scooped him up, turned, and the roots hardened, locking the broken branch in place as it settled harmlessly to the side.
Silence crashed over the yard.