Six years had passed since Cassandra joined the Crimson Ridge Pack, and she now stood as the pack commander, donned in a commanding attire that mirrored her strength and authority. The air was charged with anticipation as the pack's new crop of werewolf warriors underwent their aptitude tests.
To these new warriors, Cassandra was a figure they couldn’t reach, her command was their decree and her presence alone filled them with enthusiasm. Everyone had eyes for her, but Cassandra didn’t care. She was here for only one reason and that was to overview the trial.
Cassandra's keen eyes observed the trials designed to evaluate the candidates' strength, agility, and resilience. The challenges were crafted to push the limits of the aspiring warriors, separating the promising from the ordinary. S
