Blane sat in the loungeroom his head in his hands.
“I need to go; I need to find them.” He muttered desperately.
Doc nodded. “Let’s start rounding up volunteers.”
Blane looked up as Doc went to get the phone.
“I can’t ask everyone to get involved, it’s my job to look after my pack.” Blane mumbled.
“Go back to the pub and see who you can round up.” Doc said as he dialled the first number.
Blane got up and walked back to the pub. He found the front bar full of people as he walked to the bar.
“Davo, my pack are in trouble. Do you know of anyone who would come to Katherine to help them out?” Blane asked. “I’m willing to pay.”
“What trouble might they be in my friend?” Davo asked.
“Oh sorry, they are under attack from Drop Bears.” Blane replied.
“Say no more.” Davo said, putting
