Heron’s POV.

I decided to strike first, attacking the wolf in the shadows. I knew deep down that the leader would not interfere, so I focused my energy on the lone rouge.

As I approached, the wolf snarled and lunged at me, but I was too quick. I dodged the wolf's attack and retaliated with a swift strike of my talons.

The wolf let out a yelp of pain and retreated, giving me the upper hand.

I didn't have time to gloat, though, because the other wolves were upon me.

The next thing I knew was that more wolves were coming, which surprised me. I had thought that it was...