As the first light of dawn crept into my tent, I awoke with a sense of purpose I hadn't felt in a long time. The events of yesterday still weighed heavily on my mind, but now they were accompanied by a fierce determination. I knew what I had to do, even if the path ahead was fraught with danger.
I stepped out of my tent, blinking in the early morning light. The camp was already stirring, wolves moving about their daily tasks with a nervous energy that spoke of the tension from yesterday's failed peace talks.
"Rebecca!" a voice called out. I turned to see Flint jogging towards me, his young face creased with worry. "Are you okay? I heard about what happened yesterday."
I gave him a small smile, touched by his concern. "I'm fine, Flint. It was... a lot to take in, but I'm okay."
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