The moon hangs high in the sky, bathing the rugged landscape in silver light. Josephine stands alert at the edge of the Midnight Pack's territory, her rifle resting lightly in her hands, as she navigates the rugged terrain along with the rest of the pack out on the hunt. The sound of distant wolves fills the air as she mutters to herself "No turning back now. I’ll be damned if I’m the one they underestimate!"
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