The sky was dark with a deep shade of purple, with a perfect view. The stars aligned in crystals as they glowed through the night trying to overshadow the moon, but still couldn't. The night breeze was cool and fuzzy, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and fresh waters, as it grazed through everyone's skin. It was a cold night and everyone shuddered at the coldness of the room.
The crescent moon hung in the sky over them, casting its beauty glow on the earth below. With its shadows that seemed to come alive, the dark creatures stirred in the night. The night was young and alive with a cooling aura that filled everywhere. Just outside the werewolves council, Dylan stood at the corner of the panel of elders with the youths at another corner. He stood for petition on who the next Alpha would be.
