Madison POV
I lay on my side, on the bed, looking out of the window and staring at the mountains. They are pretty, and the little protected pocket of land is a nice place, protected from the harsher winds and nestled neatly below the mountains, but far enough away not to have the risk of an avalanche from said mountains.
Pity about the leader of the pack. I wondered for a while about the style of living up here and how the young ones cope with the isolation from other packs and people. The social skills would only be from the pack and anyone leaving the pack would be at a disadvantage, or is that the aim, to keep them from ever leaving? I have heard of communities that don't allow members to leave, not even to find their mates, they make arranged ones instead.
Very rarely would an outs
