Flora’s P.O.V
The first rays of sunlight hit the earth as Clay and I reached the hills. The road was tough and the land unwelcoming, but the pack had been able to find shelter; that was all that mattered.
I saw several of the wolves come out of their hiding spot as soon as they scented us approaching, and the ones that I had worked with closely, they came to greet me, walking alongside us to brush their bodies against my leg in welcome. I patted the heads of those who came near, nodded at the ones who stayed away. They were weary and I didn’t blame them.
Clay took me inside a cave and handed me a shirt to change into. My clothes weren’t wet but it was probably better to change in order to avoid getting sick. So I put down my weapons and took off my wet shirt before putting on his larger
