Here is a little excerpt from the book from page 99.
Natika had taken her place among the
circle of pines in plain sight. Her fire had been lit and the stone
circle had been closed around her to ensure her safety. The items she
concealed beneath the old blanket were carefully placed and she
nodded a sign of her readiness allowing the others to withdraw to
their positions behind nearby cover. As the full moon began to rise
through the trees, a strange stillness came over the forest. The
village below remained silent except for the sound of a single snowy
owl on the distant hillside.
Footsteps could be heard from the
thicket, slowly and unevenly approaching from the west. The frozen
leaves crunched beneath the feet, depicting the uneven rhythm of an
Elder stopping periodically as if to catch their breath. As the
footsteps grew closer, they were joined by the sound of several four
legged creatures. As if they were under the control of the Elder, the
wild wolves approached from four directions, their breath illuminated
by the light of the rising moon.
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