A unique experience

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

My heart swelled with a mixture of awe and yearning as the elder's words settled upon me like leaves in an autumnal forest. "I must confess," I began, my voice steady yet imbued with reverence, "your traditions... they are a testament to the strength and unity of your pack. It is something I admire deeply and aspire to for my own."

Markus' gaze met mine, ancient eyes shimmering with an understanding that transcended time. "Your desire to embrace our ways honors us, Luna Queen," they replied, their tone gentle as the rustle of wind through the trees. "But remember, each pack is its own entity, a unique beast. What serves us well may need to be molded to fit the spirit of your people."

I nodded, feeling the weight of responsibility settle upon my shoulders—a cloak woven from threads of duty and devotion. "I am prepared to do what it takes to weave these traditions into the fabric of our lives," I declared, determination fortifying my resolve.