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The scent of crushed pine and damp loam clings to the evening air as the clan gathers in the clearing. A jagged rocky plinth juts upward toward the bruising purple of the twilight sky, illuminated by the erratic dance of torchlight. Bangchan ascends the stone, his heavy wolf-clan cloak billowing behind his broad frame. As he clears his throat, a heavy silence falls over the crowd. “I trust you are all prepared for this year’s ranking ceremony,” he announces, his voice resonating with a calm, steady power. “For the benefit of those who have forgotten: those of you who have come of age will be marked as the full moon reaches its zenith tonight. When you wake tomorrow, your rank will be etched upon your skin for all to see.” His amber eyes, sharp and perceptive, scan the assembly b…