A Fiery Omega's Escape

r back, raced through the whispering pines. Her bare feet barely

or a midnight snack. Armed with a simple slingshot carved from a sturdy branch and a pouch of smooth stones polished

harmony with nature had honed her senses. The rustle of leaves, the chirp of a startled bird,

ng with anticipation. It was feasting on a plump rabbit, its prize from the village elder's coop. Julie cursed inwa

zing its path. With a practiced flick of her wrist, the stone sang through the air, a blur of brown ag

away deeper into the forest. Julie watched, a pang of guilt twisting in her stomach. She wasn't a hunter by na

t was Elara, the village elder's daughter, known for her beautiful singing voice that could so

olden hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes, the color of twilig

lie called

ischievous smile curved her lips. "Always s

trying not to disturb your beautiful song. It's like

m beside them. "Don't tease, you know I sing to calm the

st spirits, believing they maintained the balance of nature. Every hunt, eve

thing?" Elara aske

rimace. "Just this poor soul. Had to chas

ier fence. But at least it's some protein. Tomorrow, maybe w

ries were a rare treat, a burst of sw

rping of birds, the buzzing of insects, the rustling of leaves in the breeze. As the sun climb

Alpha caste held a higher rank in the village hierarchy, their strength and leadership vital for the

in their step, sneered at Julie and Elara as they passed. "Look at t

ists, anger simmerin

er voice tight. Elara, ever the voice o

hey're just parroting what they hear at home. You know

st worried they won't have eno

causing a scene won't help. We need to foc

, as always. "Easy for you to say," she grumbled playfully. "You're Eld

ers are just as hurtful. Some Omegas even blame us for the bad om

windling prey, and of an unknown threat lurking on the borders.

ted, hoping to change the subject. "Any sign of a

munication has been strained since the last moon cy

ant bloodshed, and with their limited resour

It was Elder Thomas, his weathered face etched with worry.

sympathetic smile. "Be careful on your wa

, Julie continued her walk, the weight of the conversation settling on her shoulders

r of similar dwellings. Smoke curled from its chimney, signaling her mother was preparing the

circumstances define her. She possessed skills, a deep connection to the forest, and a fierce spirit.