The first light of dawn broke over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold. Lia stood at the edge of the clearing, watching as the pack members tended to their wounds and began the process of rebuilding. The victory over Morgath had come at a great cost, and the aftermath was a sobering reminder of the sacrifices they had made.
She glanced around, taking in the somber faces of her friends and allies. They had fought bravely and emerged victorious, but the battle had left its mark on all of them. Lia's heart ached for those who had been lost, but she knew they had to keep moving forward.
Lia's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. She turned to see Alex walking towards her, his expression a mix of weariness and determination.
"How are you holding up?" Alex asked, his voice gentle.
Lia sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. "It's been a long night. But we did it. We won."
