~Music Recommendation: Takin' Shots by Post Malone (Beerbongs & Bentleys)
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A MONTH PASSES INTO THE NEW YEAR. The wind is fresh and glazed with scents of spring. The sun is mostly showy as days flutter by and the Hallow Manor isn't left out from the benign aspects of the earth.
It has been a week since the integration of the werewolf packs across the state, and Casselba is thankful for the mild moment of rest. There has been no recent attacks by the Apex since, and she contemplates it as the best time to strike back at the organization. Like any gun at discharge, a brief moment is needed to reload. This seems to be it for the Apex and Casselba muses the present as the prime time to gain the advantage.
