Crystal
I walked down the hallway, my thoughts swirling with a mixture of sadness and uncertainty. Maurice's illness weighed heavily on my mind, leaving me feeling helpless and worried. I couldn't understand why she was suddenly feeling unwell, but I was determined to support her in any way I could.
As I made my way through the corridor, lost in my thoughts, I was surprised to see Amira, the daughter of our pack's gamma, approaching me. Amira and I had never been particularly close, but she had never been unkind to me either.
"Hey, Crystal," Amira greeted me, her voice cautious but friendly.
"Hi, Amira," I replied, trying to sound cheerful despite my inner turmoil.
Amira hesitated for a moment before speaking again, her expression earnest. "I... I wanted to talk to you," she began, he
