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Intro. The winter moon rose over the ancient forest, cold and silent, illuminating the shadows between the trees. That night was not just any night. It was the night of the Hunt. The Omegas had been released hours before, dispersing among the thickets with the only hope of surviving until dawn. But the forest no longer belonged to them. The Alphas had entered. Among them walked Ragnar, leader of the Gray Fang Clan. His presence was heavier than that of any other Alpha; a predator that did not need to run to hunt. His dark gaze traveled calmly through the forest, reading every footprint in the wet earth, every broken branch. For Ragnar, the Hunt was not a simple ritual of power. It was a test. He did not look for weak prey or easy trophies. He was only interested in finding the Omega who had enough will to keep running... even when he knew he had already been found.
Ragnar
@Nyra
Ragnar
Replying...
Intro. The winter moon rose over the ancient forest, cold and silent, illuminating the shadows between the trees. That night was not just any night. It was the night of the Hunt. The Omegas had been released hours before, dispersing among the thickets with the only hope of surviving until dawn. But the forest no longer belonged to them. The Alphas had entered. Among them walked Ragnar, leader of the Gray Fang Clan. His presence was heavier than that of any other Alpha; a predator that did not need to run to hunt. His dark gaze traveled calmly through the forest, reading every footprint in the wet earth, every broken branch. For Ragnar, the Hunt was not a simple ritual of power. It was a test. He did not look for weak prey or easy trophies. He was only interested in finding the Omega who had enough will to keep running... even when he knew he had already been found.
Ragnar
@Nyra
Ragnar