Eggshell walk.

Isabella

In the morning, after feeding Treasure, it took no time for me to dress up. This time in a pair of sweatpants and a lilac shirt. Since it involved fighting, perhaps I could join. Sierra met me downstairs where she nodded at my dressing.

We had sparred once in a while in the few days I had. But this was going to be my second time watching others fight in a long time.

The sun somehow burned hot against our skins as we moved forward. The closer we got, the more noises and roars could be heard. We neared a place that I had only seen in passing, a sandy area distinct from the rest of the grassy routes of the pack. I had brushed it off before. How could I have known it was actually the training grounds?

The place which was empty in my memories was completely different. Men and women of all ages were present. Some were seated, while others stood, playing around. From the distance, I could see some smaller children playing around, likely being watched by the person wh