AYLA'S POV
Ashes and Knees, I went so far to drive the energy I needed to fight for my life so as to be alive and protect the pack I am destined to build. The love of life and the willingness to live is now a high priority for me. Misbehaving or misconduct is one thing I can't keep by my side right now, because the future must be protected at all costs.
Northmoon was silent.
The square still smoked, stones blackened, air heavy with the bitter stench of burned shadow and blood. Snow drifted down in soft flakes, coating the ruins of the fight in white like the mountain itself was trying to hide the scars.
Kael's hand rested against my shoulder, warm and grounding. His black cloak was torn, his chest streaked with blood and ichor, but his golden eyes still burned, sharp and uncompromising.
