02-22-2025, 06:32 PM
The wind carried unfamiliar scents, laced with the musk of unknown beasts and the damp earth of untrodden ground. Arsenal’s golden eyes flickered open, sharp and alert, his breath slow and controlled as he took in his surroundings. This was not his land. The dense wilderness that had once been his homeland was gone, replaced by towering pines, high slopes, and vast fields.
Rising to his paws, muscles coiling like tempered steel, he took a step forward, his claws sinking into the damp soil. The weight of this new world settled on his shoulders, yet he did not falter. He had conquered before. He would conquer again. The rise of his pack would come, and they would endure—those loyal enough to follow him, strong enough to survive.
A low growl rumbled in his chest as he lifted his muzzle to the sky, tasting the air, sifting through the countless scents. He would learn this land, carve his mark into its bones, and remind whatever lurked in its shadows that there was only one ruler here now.
Arsenal had awakened. And this land would bow.
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