Hale.
After Talon had called upon the pack and explained everything going on, the three of us stood as a united front, letting our warriors know the battle was coming—the war was coming–and with it, death, but we had to fight for what we loved.
All the warriors agreed, and they knew what was expected of them. They had been trained for this their entire life, and now that it was here, they would not back down.
We separated the women and the children who were not part of the battle and prepared them for the underground bunkers that would keep them safe while war raged above them.
We knew what was expected. We knew exactly what we needed to do.
The only thing was actually executing the plan.
So, after hours of preparing for the worst and hoping for the best, the bunkers were ready, and those who would use them knew if the howl was sounded, to go straight there. Hopefully, we wouldn’t need them, but that was wishful thinking on my part.
