LOSTLiving On The Sorrow Time

The moon was high up in the sky, illuminating the darkened surroundings with its mystical glow. In a clearing, werewolf packs had come together for the yearly Gathering Moon Ceremony. There was a sense of anticipation in the air, with members from different packs mingling and socializing. Their fur shimmered and reflected the moonlight, creating a mesmerizing sight.

Amidering of werewolves, there stood Selene, a strong and determined female wolf. Her eyes, a striking shade of amber, burned with anticipation as she eagerly waited for her turn to approach Alpha Gabriel, the pack's leader. This moment held immense importance for her as she longed to show her worth and be recognized as a full member of her pack. It was an opportunity to prove herself and gain acceptance among her fellow wolves. The hopes and dreams that had built up inside her caused her heart to race with excitement, fueling her determination to seize this chance and prove that she belonged.

Finally, the long-awaited moment arrived. Selene took a step forward, her head held high and a strong sense of confidence emanating from her. All eyes in the werewolf community were fixed upon her as she stood before Alpha Gabriel, the leader of the pack. Alpha Gabriel possessed a commanding presence, exuding an aura of authority and wisdom that demanded respect.

Selene stood before Alpha Gabriel, her heart pounding with anticipation. She hoped that this moment would mark her acceptance as a full member of their pack. But her hopes were shattered when Alpha Gabriel's voice thundered through the clearing.

"Selene," he said, his voice filled with authority, "I have thought long and hard about your worthiness to be part of our pack, and it pains me to say that I must reject you."

The words hit Selene like a crushing blow. Her dreams of belonging and finding her place within the pack were instantly shattered. The silence that followed seemed to amplify her pain, as every eye in the gathering turned towards her, filled with judgment and pity.

Selene's eyes filled with tears, a mixture of sadness and frustration welling up inside her. The pain of being rejected by Alpha Gabriel and the rest of the pack felt overwhelming as if a heavy weight had been placed upon her heart. She could sense the piercing gazes of the other werewolves, their eyes filled with a combination of disapproval and sympathy. It was as if they were judging her, silently passing their verdict on her worthiness. The collective stares intensified the emotional burden she already carried, threatening to crush her spirit entirely. At that moment, Selene felt a deep sense of despair, as if the world around her had turned against her.

Overwhelmed by the judgmental gazes of the pack members, Selene couldn't bear the weight of their scrutiny any longer. In a moment of anguish, she swiftly turned around and ran away from the gathering, her paws hitting the forest floor with a rapid rhythm. As she dashed through the shadows, tears streamed down her fur, glistening with the moon's melancholic glow.

In the heart of the dense forest, Selene sought refuge under the sheltering branches of a majestic oak tree. Overwhelmed by sorrow, she sank to the ground, tears streaming down her face, their echoes haunting the stillness of the night. It was in that profound moment of despair that she made a solemn promise to herself. She vowed to transcend the pain that consumed her and discover her true purpose in life.