The den buzzed with activity as the pack prepared for the imminent attack. Every warrior was on high alert, their senses heightened by the tension that hung thick in the air. Alex moved among them, issuing orders and ensuring everyone was ready.
"We need to fortify the northern perimeter," Alex called out, his voice cutting through the noise. "That's where they're most likely to strike."
As warriors scrambled to reinforce the defenses, Alex felt a surge of pride. Despite everything they had been through, the pack was strong, united. They were ready to face whatever came next.
POV: Kyle
Kyle stood at the northern perimeter, his eyes scanning the forest. The moonlight cast eerie shadows among the trees, but he ignored them, focusing on any signs of movement. He could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of the coming battle.
"Stay sharp," he told the warriors around him. "We don't know when they'll strike, but we have to be ready."
