Chapter 21: Stick To The Story
Reana sprang to her feet, shifting seamlessly into her wolf form. With a burst of speed, she dashed towards the forest, her paws pounding the earth. Kira and the others followed closely, their own transformations a blur as they kept pace with their Luna.
As Reana burst into the forest, she was met with a scene of chaos. The underbrush was trampled, trees scarred with sharp claws, and the air thick with the scent of fresh blood. A small, intense battle had clearly taken place not long ago, probably early this morning. Reana's ears folded back, her hackles rising as she surveyed the carnage. What had happened here?
'Look around and see what you can find. Scour the area for any clues. I want to know what happened here.' She mindlinked Kira and the others.
The wolves fanned out, their noses twitching as they sniffed the air, and forest floor for any sign of what had transpired. Leaves crunched beneath their paws and fallen twigs breaking, the only sound breaking the silence as they combed the area, searching for clues.
Suddenly, a black wolf let out a low howl, drawing the other's attention. Reana's ears perked up, her gaze snapping in the direction. She strode towards the black wolf, her tail twitching with curiosity.
'What did you find, Tara?' she asked.
'There are red furs with a strange scent.' She reported.
Reana's interest piqued, she padded towards Tara, her nose twitching as she caught the lingering unfamiliar scent.
Unlike the stinky rogues, the Black Moon Pack's unique scent was unmistakable, a blend of earthy notes and wildflowers. But this...this unfamiliar scent was something entirely different. And bright red fur? It was unheard of for wolves to have such colors.