ARIA
I had experienced my share of uncomfortable moments, but this one was by far the most awkward and nerve-wracking. The grand ball was fast approaching, and I was desperate to get a glimpse of the breeders' preparations. I had heard rumours about their elaborate rituals and was curious to see if they were true. However, my curiosity had led me to a perilous situation– I had been caught spying.
The breeders’ room was filled with she-wolves meticulously preparing for the ball, each one more stunning than the last. Their gowns shimmered under the soft light, and the air was thick with the scent of various perfumes. I had been hiding behind a partially opened door, trying to absorb every detail, when I felt a cold chill run down my spine. One of the she-wolves had noticed the door was ajar and was approaching to investigate.