The new day's dawn brought soft sunlight to Barduff Castle after the fighting ceased. Members of the Pack assembled in a circular arrangement in the central courtyard as they showed both mourning and hope through their facial expressions. Both sorrow and new prospects converged within this day's balance.
Jacob maintained a steady tone as he spoke confidently while his posture remained strong and straight.
Our strength speaks while we bear through our losses. Through our solidarity we vow to create a stronger future which we will honor with tributes to all lives lost.
She held her hands together in front of her body as she stood beside him. Her heavy heart from the previous night's events seemed lighter thanks to her rising hope. She noticed the strength reflected in the wolves as they stared back at her.
The celebration started when the remembering candles went ablaze. Each lost soul received recognition when their name was broadcast during the ceremony.
.Leah saw Serafina advance with a single white flower in her hand. Her little face set with silent resolve, she laid it at the foot of the main torch.
Jacob turned back to the pack as the ritual came to an end. "We must focus on the future rather than the past. Our pack will flourish again after the castle is repaired.
The crowd erupted in murmurs of agreement, and the group gradually started to break up. Lives needed to be rebuilt, duties needed to be attended to.
Leah felt a reassuring touch against her hand. Jacob returned her gaze with apparent gratitude in his expression. "We did it," he whispered. "Together."
She softly pressed her hand against his palm. "Yes. Then they exchanged a peaceful kiss.As the sun rose higher and its light flooded over the castle walls, Leah felt that a new chapter was beginning—not just for her and Jacob, but for the Night Wind Pack as a whole.