Attack

I felt restless, and the pack was restless. Nearly all the females stayed out all night. I had a bad feeling about this, and it didn’t get any better as Eir met me by the door after breakfast and announced they were ready to show us what they had made; with our help, she so graciously added after a little pause. But she shone like the sun where she was standing in the doorway, and there was no place for my worry or suspicions. Shortly after, I did what she asked, bringing the rest of the pack to the old house. The house we all knew as the female’s first stop. It had been building for that back in the days, and never had it been used for anything else. I’m not quite sure why, but I have a feeling it is because we all know, deep down, it wasn’t right what it had been used for, and for them, this house only carried terrible memories and trauma. So, we avoided it. It's as simple as that. Out of sight, out of mind. So I thought.

Now, we looked towards the house and nervously shifted our we