Dana POV
Yet another day unfolds, and I find myself darting through the lush expanse of the Sun Flower Pack, trailing alongside fellow omegas. Our nimble forms weave through the safety of the woods, cautious not to stray too far, lest we encounter the menacing rogues who prowl these parts, inflicting harm upon anyone they deem fit.
As I dash forward, a growing thirst tugs at my senses, signaling the need for respite.
"You should take a moment to rest," Xia suggested.
Gasping for breath, I acquiesced, allowing myself to collapse beneath the sheltering boughs of a nearby tree.
Drawing a deep breath, I fumbled for a water bottle nestled within my small pack, swiftly quenching my parched throat. Placing the bottle back, I focused on regulating my breath, relishing the wave of
