Quest Story
The Pack Elder presses his scarred hand against your chest and speaks the old words — the ones that bind hunters together under moonlight. You are not meant to run alone. The strength of the wolf is the pack, and the strength of the pack is each wolf. Find a packmate and hunt five enemies together. Let the blood you shed tonight be a testament to what the clans can achieve when they run as one.
Five kills, two wolves. Your packmate howls to the moon and you join the chorus without thinking — the instinct already yours. The Elder will be told. The pack grows stronger with every shared hunt, every bond sealed in shared struggle.