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Alpha Uther sat in his large, leather chair, looking weary from the long day he had had. The sun had long since set, leaving his office bathed in the dim light of the moon. The air was thick with the scent of smoke from the fire he had built in the fireplace earlier in the evening. He ran his hand through his grey hair, trying to stay focused on the papers in front of him.

The first document he picked up was a request for the purchase of new weaponry. The current stock was running low, and with the tensions rising in the neighboring territories, it was important to ensure the safety of his pack. He signed it without much thought, knowing that it was a necessary expense.

The next document was a request from the neighboring pack to form an alliance. It was a delicate matter, and Alpha Uther needed to think it over carefully. He made a note to discuss it with his council at the next meeting.

The third document was a report from one of the pack's scouts. It detailed the movements of a