The night sky was ablaze with stars, and the moon hung low in the horizon. Elara stood outside her home, feeling the strange energy emanating from the lunar eclipse. She knew that this celestial event was a warning, a sign that something was amiss in the forest.
The pack gathered around her, their eyes fixed on the moon. They too sensed the change in the atmosphere, the tension that hung in the air. Elara knew that she had to interpret the signs, to understand what the moon was trying to tell her.
As she gazed up at the moon, Elara felt a surge of power flow through her. She saw visions of the past and present, of the struggles and triumphs of the pack. She also saw glimpses of the future, of the challenges that lay ahead.
The moon's warning was clear: a great darkness was approaching, one that threatened to disrupt the balance of the forest. Elara knew that she had to prepare the pack, to ready them for the battle ahead.
She called upon the pack's elders, seeking their wisdom and guidance. Together, they pored over ancient texts and rituals, seeking answers to the questions that plagued them.
As the night wore on, Elara's determination grew. She knew that she would do everything in her power to protect the pack and the forest, to defend them against the coming darkness.
The moon's warning had given her a glimpse of what was to come, and she was determined to be ready.