After finishing my lunch, the sky was still bright, so I decided to explore the pack's territory and get to know the new members.
After saying goodbye to Grandma, I set off.
Traces of war could be seen in the current pack. On the dilapidated streets, the used medical supplies could be seen in the trash cans everywhere, some of which were even stained with rotten flesh and blood. Even many houses were covered in dust and looked a little shabby. It was unknown if the owners had unfortunately died in the war or had moved away.
I wandered around the streets and realized many unfamiliar faces near my house. There were only a few familiar faces left. They didn't have the comfortable smile they usually had on their faces. They were all tired and sad after going through war.
