The sun rose above the sky, creating a fantastic light scattered around; its light entered the window and hit my face as the curtain was at the side, which made me see the beauty of the forest trees, whose leaves danced as the air hit it slowly. I raised my two hands above as I sat on the bed and yawned as I had slept late last night. Atticus continued to bother me, including Alpha Winston and my plan to be implemented to coordinate with him once again.
My only plans were simple. It was to unite two packs. It was a bit harder, but I wanted that to happen. But before that, I would like to fix everything I am facing. To clarify, Atticus' decision, if ever it was changed and would think of going to the Odeta once again, bringing the name of Mira Pack. It would indeed work.
