The days following the battle were a whirlwind of activity. The allied packs were hard at work rebuilding their homes, treating the wounded, and paying their respects to those who had fallen. The sense of unity and determination was palpable, but beneath the surface, Marinetta felt a growing unease. The battle against Vesper had been a tremendous victory, but it had also stirred up echoes of a past she had hoped to leave behind.
One morning, as Marinetta walked through the camp, she noticed that several members of her pack were huddled together, their voices low and urgent. She approached them, her keen senses picking up on their anxious energy.
"Is everything alright?" Marinetta asked, her voice carrying a note of concern.
