A freezing rain that eventually turned to snow started the day out; a fitting tribute, really, for the man who could be both harsh and nurturing at the same time. They all were bundled up tight, each at a different grave. Russel had, before the war was declared officially, bought an entire section of the graveyard for those that would fall. Some humans gave them side-eyes for burying wolves in a human cemetery; most ignored them, though…it wasn’t that unusual for people to bury ...