The crescent moon shone dimly in the sky, the sole source of light in the dark, eerie, nerve racking woods.
Chirping insects and squeaking animals provided the only sounds in the otherwise silent forest.
A rat, wandering in the chilly night, narrowly escaped its death by almost being squashed by a passerby's foot.
But who would dare to walk through this place at night?
It was none other than the Beta and Female Beta of the dreaded Alpha of the Blue Sea Pack, envied by all other Alphas.
A smile graced his plump, rose-coloured lips as he walked with his mate on his back, engaged in conversation.
She giggled at the rat's narrow escape, her laughter a melodious tune that one couldn't get tired of hearing.
Even the crickets stopped chirruping, they were silenced by the sound of her giggles which echoed in the woods.
The crickets recognized the superiority of her voice over their own.
