Dali

KACELA

We met out at the gate.  Earl had grabbed two of the warriors we had worked with before, Bob and Toby, and had also grabbed Julie’s brother, Eliot.  Eliot had a determined look on his face.  I saw Wyatt sizing him up and looking at him suspiciously, but I felt good about him.  I knew what it was like to have a family member betray what you hold dear.  I wanted answers and I wanted vengeance.  I imagined Eliot was having the same gamut of emotions.

We all held bags and began undressing at the gate.  I was still shy about it but they had been doing this for decades around each other and no one batted an eye.  I put my clothes in Wyatt’s bag and stood awkwardly at the edge of the group and shifted, bones cracking and making the horrible noises that wolves make when we shift.  The group looked at me with sympathy because it really sounds like it hurts but then their looks of sympathy changed to amazement.