Unexpected Visitor

RIDER

The last wolf snarled back at us from about one yard out, before rushing off with the others disappearing into the thickness of the trees. I'm breathing heavy, fatigued and partially overwhelmed. When was the last time I had sleep? Maybe a day ago? Dammit. We're all running short on fuel.

"Should we go after them?"

"No. Head back" I respond through the mind link, surveying the area one last time before leading the small group home.

Once we've gone over the perimeter, I shift talking with a few of the other wolves, before giving instructions to the new shift that has come in. Everyone is exhausted. We had to keep out rogues last night, which as much as it isn't odd, is odd tonight. They attacked but none was serious about going through the perimeter, which meant they were probably testing our strength. Rogues were bad news all over and with the trouble we're already facing well, trouble doesn't exactly set up like rain does it?

I settle on having a well deserved bath and defi