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POV: David David sat at the head of the council table, his expression grave as he surveyed the gathered elders and key members of the pack. The atmosphere in the room was tense, the weight of recent events heavy on everyone's shoulders. "We are facing a heightened threat from rogue werewolves," David began, his voice steady but filled with urgency. "They have been spotted in neighboring territories, and we cannot afford to underestimate the danger they pose." Elder Matthias, a seasoned werewolf with a steely demeanor, spoke up. "These rogues are a threat to our territory and our pack. We must take decisive action to protect our people." Several heads nodded in agreement around the table. The council members knew the risks all too well. Rogues were unpredictable and could strike without