Lilac’s P.O.V
The landscape around me shifted. I found myself within the boundaries of the pack, navigating the perimeters with a sense of urgency. The night air was thick with tension, and shadows danced as I darted from one hiding spot to another.
The distant sounds of footsteps and hushed voices warned of approaching soldiers, patrolling the area with a diligence that sent shivers down my spine. I felt the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I moved stealthily, every step calculated to avoid detection. The moon cast fleeting glimpses of shadows on the ground, and it helped me navigate the terrains with efficiency.
My emotions seemed amplified, and my heart raced with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. From one covering to another, I moved through the shadows, until I could see the beginning of the woods in my vision. And then, I was crashing through the woods, the road ahead of me clear of soldiers, making my journey a lot easier.