The tension in the air was palpable as Julie and Viktor stood at the edge of the pack's territory, their eyes scanning the horizon. The recent siege of the sacred grove had left their pack shaken, and the possibility of an alliance with an old enemy felt both necessary and treacherous. The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the trees, mirroring the unease within their hearts.
"I can't believe we're even considering this," Julie said, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. "We've fought against them before, Viktor. What makes you think they've changed?"
Viktor turned to her, his expression serious. "Because we don't have a choice. The rival factions are regrouping, and if we don't strengthen our position, we could lose everything. We need to hear what they have to say."
"Fine, but I'll be keeping my guard up," Julie replied, her voice firm. "I won't let them manipulate us again."