Bardik tossed and turned in his sleep that night, his mind placing him and Chusi in the story that his father had given him. He woke with a start at the sound of his alarm, he groaned and covered his head. But, he knew he needed to get up. The preparations for their annual fall feast would be underway in a few short hours and if he wanted to get anything done for himself he needed to be up before his mother.
He quickly grabbed some sweats and a t-shirt throwing them on and quietly shutting his door on the way out of his room. As he passed by Chusi's room he inhaled deeply, taking in her faint scent. Topor was in the back of his mind urging him to go in. "Not now, you crazy fool!" He snapped at his wolf, he wanted nothing more than to go in there and touch her but he didn't want to
