Perpetual motion, that's what the last three days have been like for me. In one hand the pack house was being reinforced to shelter those unable to fight, in the other hand traps were being set in the forest. Clyde, being the Gamma, was in charge of coordinating the defence, and Chelsea, as well as Arlen, supported him in his task. Duncan kept the children busy while their parents were busy getting ready. For my part, I worked alongside my grandfather and Eliot. They would benefit from my knowledge of the opposing pack's tactics and my experience on the battlefield. Few wolves had experienced real battlefields, even among the highest ranks. Most had only experienced skirmishes with rogues groups. They were not prepared for what lay ahead: overtrained wolves who were not afraid to give or r
