119. Bundle Of Joy

“Alpha,” Laker came rushing up to me from his post, my own halfway up the mountain with clear view of both above me and the farmers field below me; men and women setting up their each specialized post -everyone having their own talents and set of skills is what determined what each wolf does- and putting down my drawing of my plan, I turned to face him.

Outside the wind roared as snowflakes fell in puzzled placement, the scent of freshly brewed coffee over the fire outside kissed my nostrils, and I sighed to myself. I stood at my personal table and gathered all of the most recent information there, From maps to findings, I had it all, as I met Lakers eyes. 

Our wool and thermal fighting leathers kept just enough warmth that we were comfortable, but needed to keep moving; I was more than glad I was a warm person. Cele