The werewolf realm has been facing some turbulent times since Kai temporarily stepped down. Although there was no active killing, war was gradually brewing.
Unfortunately, this was only known to those in authority. The civilians trusted their leaders with their affairs as they struggled to live one day at a time.
On this particular night, no one sensed the diabolism in the air. The shifters went to bed after their normal routine. Of course, they didn't fail to appreciate the brightness of the moon on this day.
The sky was clearer than most nights, decorated by the natural twinkling lights. Sitting majestically, the silvery beauty shone down upon the world.
Things were peaceful the first half of the night. Most people were already snoring comfortably in their beds. Beside the occasional sound of a loner walking and a few vehicles moving around the world was at peace.
