[HAWI]
The evening in Sicario was quiet and calm. The pack was enjoying tranquility for the first time in so many months and they truly appreciated it. This to them was like the dream that had seemed impossible.
Their alpha was home.
Their people were safer and no one was instigating war again.
The warriors were on Hawi's side.
The elders supported her even as they planned for the day of the trial of the bloodied crown years ago.
It was something that was expected, seeing as Hawi wasn't the murderer, and honestly, it was more than anyone could have assumed. Justice was finally being passed and there was peace inbound.
No matter what happened along the way, they all knew that there wasn't a thing that could ruin their pack again. The fire wards were up, the crazy friends had built up most of the Sicario homes and helped with the cleaning.
