Ryan's P. O. V

The town square was louder than it had been in years or at least not after the exiles moved to the Central Planes.

I walked slowly, carefully observing the peaceful co existence between the pack wolf's and Exiles.

On a day like this, the only thing I would expect from them was arguments, more fighting and having to lock up a few of the Pack sold in the dungeons for crossing the line.

But who says peace couldn't be achieved overnight?

The Central Planes had been divided for years because of a problem and that problem was named Melissa. Who could have thought how much damage...