In a Certain Wolf Clan Realm
The room was filled with the murmur of wolfmen, their voices hushed in reverence as they gathered around the large chair.
The chair's occupant, a towering black wolfman, sat with an air of authority, his presence commanding attention.
A prominent red scar marred his left eye, giving him a battle-hardened appearance.
His deep voice rumbled through the hall, sending a shiver down the spines of the assembled wolfmen.
"So, you say the Marked one has arrived at the Rising Moon clan?" He repeated, his words dripping with skepticism.
The wolfman's massive frame seemed to dwarf every other wolfman in the room, his sheer size and presence intimidating.
Before him stood a smaller wolfman with black fur, his eyes fixed on the ground.
This was the same wolfman who had fought Thalira, and his demeanor now was one of submission.
