Wolf King Alpha sat on the throne, his face sullen.
He learned from the scouts about the formation of the Fur Race Alliance, his heart filled with anger and reluctance.
In his view, this was not only a challenge to his authority but also a threat to the traditional ruling status of the Wolf Race.
"These Fur Beasts are simply too naïve!"
Alpha roared, his voice echoing like thunder in the den.
He suddenly stood up, fists clenched, "They dare to unite, thinking they can withstand the dignity of our Wolf Race! I must not let such rebellious behavior continue!"
He gathered his most trusted generals for an emergency meeting in the dim, winding mountain path.
"We need to launch an attack on them, let all who dare betray me understand the wrath of the Wolf King!"
Alpha said coldly: "I will summon our Werewolf Corps, launch a full-scale attack on this so-called new territory! Let those little Fur Beasts know they cannot escape our control!"
