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The air was alive with the scent of damp earth and blooming wildflowers, but Lyra's nose twitched with a different aroma - the acrid stench of smoke. She followed the sc
!" he shouted, spotting her. "Thorne's pack - they attacked us!" Lyra's world narrowed to a single focus: protecting her pack. With a fierce battle cry, she launched herself into the fray, determined to fight for her family's survival. The night erupted into a cacophony of snarls, growls, and snapping jaws as Lyra clashed with Thorne's pack. Just as the battle seemed to be reaching its peak, a mys

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