Madison POV
The morning dawned, bright and cold.
Luckily, we had no snow last night, but it was still very cold.
Having gotten dressed, I made my way to the fire and drank coffee and some of the leftover stew for breakfast.
Mitch suggested we move our camp to the pack house and work from there, and I had no issue with that. Once we get the bodies burning, the area will smell better, plus being in the building would be warmer than in the tents, and we can use the kitchen and showers, so we got together and packed it all up and shifted everything back onto the buses.
All positive outcomes.
I warned Mitch and Graham and our Blue River warriors of Emery on the large and was headed this way, as we don’t trust the royal warriors, we have not kept them in the loop, and we wanted to see h
