William's mind swirled with bewilderment, as the peculiar sight in front of him defied all knowledge he had gathered over the years. 'It's unthinkable, even absurd,' he mused. Shadow Wolves, Dire Wolves, and Bloodmoon Wolves, despite sharing the same evolutionary lineage, were notorious for their ferocious rivalry. From seasoned adventurers and his mentor Chronos, he had learned that these species wouldn't hesitate to turn on one another given a chance. An alliance of this sort was indeed unheard of, except under the most unusual circumstances.
His gaze drifted back to the ancient, moss-covered temple, the epicenter of this perplexing spectacle. The wolves stood in a sort of ceremonious formation around the structure, their postures reflecting a strange sense of anticipation. This fueled his curiosity even further. 'But what could they possibly be waiting for?' he thought, racking his brain for a plausible explanation.