The flickering light from the bonfire and lanterns cast a warm, welcoming glow over the vast expanse of land where the party was being held. The scent of wood smoke and pine wafted through the air, mingling with the sound of laughter and music. Sky stood before Alpha Enzo, his expression a careful blend of concern and respect. Enzo, seated in a sturdy outdoor chair made of pine wood, leaned back, the chair creaking softly beneath his weight. The full moon celebration looked more lively than the any other the village has had it made Enzo feel almost at peace. Almost.
"Alpha," Sky began, his voice low and measured, "Lyra mentioned something that might be worth looking into. She said she saw a shadowy figure lurking between your house and the pine tree nearby." Enzo's sharp, intelligent eyes narrowed slightly as he regarded Sky, his gaze piercing in the dim light.