DESTRUCTION

DESTRUCTION

In the stillness of the night, the forest surrounding the Blue Moon pack's territory seemed cloaked in darkness. Unbeknownst to the pack, a group of cunning rogues had been lurking nearby, observing the pack's movements and patiently biding their time.

Silent as shadows, the rogues moved with the utmost precision, avoiding even the faintest snap of a twig. They had carefully studied the pack's routines and patterns, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.

Their target was the pack's northern perimeter, where the natural defence was slightly weaker. A dense thicket of trees shielded their approach, providing the perfect cover for their stealthy advancement.

As the pack slumbered, the rogues inched closer, taking advantage of the moonless night. Their paws barely made a sound as they traversed the undergrowth, their dark fur blending seamlessly with the night sky.

With the guards patrolling the perimeter unsuspecting, the rogues made their move. Skilled and coordinated,