Yorick

On Sunday morning, I left Cyra to train the warriors on our side of the pack with my father, and I took our friends to the new side of the pack.

“You’re really going to have to do something about the literal divide in your pack lands,” Zach says on the drive over.

“Yeah. The only thing I can think of is to build a centralized packhouse, which we can’t do until Cyra has our financial situation in hand.”

“It’s a good thing the two of you like hard work. You’re about to ...