What doesn't reunite

Mass release 3/4

The sun dawned, casting its golden rays over the kingdom's rugged landscape. At its borders, beastfolk scouts stood vigilant, their sharp ears twitching to catch even the faintest rustle, their keen eyes scanning every swaying leaf. The morning breeze carried tension as their claws dug into the dirt, and their hands gripped the hilts of their weapons, prepared for any sudden attack.

Suddenly, the tranquil stillness was interrupted. A faint disturbance in the underbrush drew their collective attention, muscles tensing like coiled springs. Their sharp eyes locked on the movement as shapes emerged from the shadows. It wasn't long before the figures stepped into the light, their faces revealing not beasts but beings of other races.