Claire Anderson was the second child of Alpha Valir and Luna Devina of the Sky Heaven Pack. They were a family of werewolves who lived in the forest. Claire had two siblings; Gael was the eldest, towering at 6'6, with golden eyes, short dark brown hair, a chiseled jawline, and a muscular build. Her younger sister Adel was petite, standing at 5'5, with short golden-brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. Claire stood at 5'7, with long dark brown hair, hazelnut eyes flecked with blue, and a medium build.
Today, the air was tense inside the house as the family was threatened. Claire was having a one-on-one training session with her brother, Cain. She looked up at him with defiance as he had just knocked her down.
"You know, that was a bad move," she said, rubbing her sore back.
Cain stared down at her, his expression stoic, "Yes, it was, but remember, Claire, not all of your opponents will fight fairly. They will fight dirty and use any method possible to get rid of you. So you should be ready for such moves, whether or not they are "bitch moves."
Claire snarled at him, not wanting to admit that he was right. The Rogues were dirty fighters who didn't play by the rules.
Cain kicked her leg, making Claire stumble. "Now get up and let's try this again," he said.
Claire got up and took her stance. She looked at her brother, anticipating his next move. Cain had a wicked grin on his face as he raised his hands and gestured for her to come at him.
Claire charged at him with all her might, but Cain effortlessly dodged her move and with a quick swipe of his leg, he knocked her out, making her fall on her back once again.
"Ugh!" Claire groaned, craning her neck to look up at him. "Hey, that's not right. Your name stands for the army! I have no chance of winning against you!" she moped.
Cain laughed, which gave Claire a short window of opportunity. She quickly got to her feet and ran towards him, putting all her weight into it. Cain fell down and Claire threw her hands up in victory, yelling as loud as she could.
But her celebration was short-lived as Cain grabbed her leg and made her fall down beside him. They lay there for a while, laughing and discussing new strategies.
Their mother called them for dinner, and they both reluctantly got up, their faces growing somber. They knew they had to prepare for the fight that was drawing near.