Canna awoke with a smile, the gentle scent of flowers and grass wafting through the air. Sleeping high up in one of the giant trees within the Verdant Warden's domain always gave him a sense of peace. The world around him felt alive, full of magic, growth, and opportunity. He stretched his arms, his white cloak with its golden edges billowing in the morning breeze, and jumped down gracefully from the tree.
As he landed, memories of the previous day filled his mind. Zephyros and Solara's pack had finally settled in the sanctuary after a lengthy conversation. Convincing Zephyros had taken some effort, but in the end, the disaster-ranked wolf had agreed to stay. It helped that Solara had vouched for Canna and the sanctuary as a safe haven for their kind. Now, the pack was adjusting to their new life.
