Chapter 23 There Is A Storm Coming

• Dawn broke over the territory of the Wildwood Pack—a warm golden color bathing the land, an uncharacteristically quiet peace filling the air for this hour of the early morning.
• There was still tension and near-panic; the alliance had only helped to further the new extent of chaos in preparing for the inevitable.
• The muscled bodies, clad in sweat, were diligent with the pickings and puttings of stones, their labors never having a cessation or sundown so long as the approach of a Shadowfang strike loomed ever closer over the breadth of their minds.