[ACROD]
The arrival of Zaire's Lycans wasn't met with the quiet unease that had been once before, no.
It was met with questions.
With stares that never understood what the fuck was happening.
With wolves who wondered what their home was turning into.
There had been endless asks across the kingdom, but none was brave enough to ask it outright. None had the guts to question the king's decision because they knew that nothing happened in Acrod without the king's approval.
Perhaps it was how it was hard to get into the chaos that had been a bit chaotic even for the irregular Lycans used to the madness that had always existed within the very walls of Acrod.
Because this wasn't just about madness anymore.
The Lycans' arrival was about something else.
Something that they all cared about, knowing it so damn well. This was the beginning of the end, or maybe the end of the beginning; no one was sure anymore.
