The Aftermath

The once vibrant and bustling camp now lay under a somber cloak of twilight. The day's fierce battle had left the pack in a state of disarray, its members weary and scarred. The battlefield was strewn with the remnants of conflict—discarded weapons, broken shields, and the marks of the fierce struggle that had taken place. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the true extent of the cost became starkly clear.

Julie moved with determined urgency through the camp, her eyes scanning the scene of devastation. The wounded were being tended to with a mixture of skill and desperation. Healers worked diligently, their faces lined with fatigue as they worked to stabilize the injured. The moans and groans of the hurt echoed through the night, mingling with the quiet, mournful whispers of those who had lost loved ones.