The night settled in the lands after a vigorous day in the werewolves' territory. Before the sunset, several she-wolves were already behind a raging fire, preparing the meal for the evening.
The pleasant scents flew in the crisp air and enticed anyone passing by as they grilled fresh meat to a bronze shade and sliced the vegetables which were to be served on the plate.
Mischievous pups ran around the kitchen area trying to steal a few slices of flesh but they were always chased off by the cooks before they could get anywhere close to the big bowl.
The Princess had spent most of her day inside the warmth of her tent with Lady Eebelle doing almost nothing but resting their tired limbs, and also because Divale wanted to avoid Lukel after her bold statement in the big tent earlier this morning.
