The night sky above Greywolf and Blackmoon territories was illuminated by a strange, orange light, creating a sinister atmosphere over the thick forests that separated the two packs. An uncontrollable fire, fueled by dried winds and tinder-dry plants, ravaged through everything in its path, consuming all in its way. The strong smell of burning wood mixed with the far-off crackling of fire, giving off an ominous vibe.
In the center of the Greywolf fortress, Eleanor, the Alpha Queen, gazed out at the horizon from a stone balcony. Seeing the approaching inferno caused a shiver down her spine, yet she strengthened herself with determination and leadership. The fortress bustled with hurried pack members carrying out her orders.
Eleanor ordered, her clear and resolute voice sounding the alarm. Order the evacuation of the villages situated nearest to the forest. Make sure to move quickly, but verify that everybody is present.