*Shawn*

“So, we’re not expecting any onslaughts from our neighbors for a while, right?” Aaron asks.

I shake my head, eyeing the papers in my hand. “Doesn’t look like it. Patrol reports say that they haven’t spotted any packs trying to claim the contested borderlands. So, by the time they do, we’ll probably have built up a decent enough defense.”

“We’re back,” he answers through a yawn, stretching. “It’s ...