[GREYSON]
Malika had a feeling that Greyson wasn't alright, but when they reached the gates and were met with a literally dying pack, she knew there was no time for pleasantries. These people were grieving and they were right to do that.
They had lost their kin, their friends, and people who were important to them. They had had their toes cut so suddenly it is understandable that they had been forced into this state.
However, that didn't make it any less heartbreaking. This wasn't what life was supposed to be.
"How many wolves are in Grayson?" Malika asked as she looked at the mess before them. It contracted with the pack she and her team had left earlier. This wasn't what life was supposed to be, but then it was a phase they had to get through and help them out of.
"Around twenty thousand at best," Dumi said and Malika contemplated how long it would take them to take on the entire pack.
