The trip to the camp of the competing pack was tense, the air charged with expectation. The competitor alpha welcomed them warily when they arrived.
"Aria, what do you want for? His wolves bristling at her approach, he asked.
"We have to talk," she stated with great conviction. "This goes beyond simply our bags these days. That is made abundantly evident by the vegetation. All of us lose if we do not cooperate.
The competing alpha laughed at her. And why ought I to believe you? „
Aria moved closer; her voice unbroken. Because I am depending on you. This is about survival, not confidence. Though you need me, you do not have to enjoy me.
The competing alpha gazed at her for a protracted while before nodding at last. You have guts; I will say that. Good. You will be heard here.
The spirit of the forest started to increase while the two packs assembled under a tense ceasefire. Though Aria felt the weight of the occasion falling on her, she stood erect and spoke steadily to them.
