Third Person
The atmosphere was heavy,with a mix of relief and concern.The aftermath of the recent battle was evident in the air.The scent of blood and the residue of magic lingered,a testament to the struggles that had taken place.
Making their way to the heart of the pack,Xander sensed the echoes of the recent conflict.The pack hospital stood as a beacon of hope and healing,its walls having witnessed the ebb and flow of life.The air was charged with quiet anticipation as Xander approached,his warriors forming a protective perimeter around him.
In the hospital,Chassy stood by a bed where the former gamma,Rick,lay in recovery.The dim light cast a soft glow over the room,highlighting the weariness in Chassy's eyes as she spoke to the attending doctor.The physician,a figure of reassurance amid uncertainty,relayed the condition of the injured gamma.