~ANORA~
The village marketplace of the Whitestar pack exuded a serene, peaceful beauty that felt almost dreamlike.
As I walked down the cobblestone path, the simple normalcy of it all warmed my chest. I offered gentle waves to the shopkeepers and weavers who passed by me, and to my quiet relief, they returned the gesture with soft, welcoming smiles. For the first time in what felt like an eternity of running through shadows and ash, it was a profoundly good thing to feel comfortable and safe within a village.
But beneath the surface of this idyllic peace, a cold reality remained.
I knew well that I was not truly alone.
Even if my broken, dormant senses couldn't smell their exact positions in the wind, I knew with absolute certainty that some of the high-ranking warriors of the pack w
