After the intense battle with the small group of Moonlit Wolves, the party pressed on, their resolve strengthened by their victory. The path led them deeper into the heart of the forest, where the ancient trees loomed even larger and the air grew colder.
Liara, the healer, kept a watchful eye on Evan, the hero. She approached him with a gentle smile, her calming presence a balm to his nerves. "Are you feeling alright, Evan?"
Evan nodded, grateful for her concern. "Yes, Liara. Thanks to your healing magic, I'm good as new."
Gruff, the party's leader and tank, led the way with his massive shield and morningstar. His rugged appearance seemed even more imposing in the dim light of the forest. "Stay alert, everyone. We're getting close to the Moonlit Wolves' den."
Sylva, the mage, kept a tight grip on her spellbook. Her energetic demeanor had turned focused and alert. "We need to be cautious. The wolves will defend their territory."