Lycan Kingdom
The Lycan King Aldric lay in his bed as the blood moon cast an eerie glow through his chamber. The room was hushed, and the air felt heavy with the ominous presence of the night.
As Aldric slept, a low growl echoed, resonating with the silence. His dreams were unsettled, and shadows danced in the corners of his mind. The blood moon's light painted his room a ghastly red, making everything seem otherworldly.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open. His orbs narrowed until his pupil turned into slits. His eyes slowly turned golden.
It took him a while to calm down, to finally realize that it was just a dream. However, just as he was about to get up, the bed he lay on shook, and trembled. It was as if unseen hands were shaking it, a strange and unsettling force disturbing the peace of his slumber.
