"My father doesn't allow live trees in our house, but I've always preferred them," she touched a branch lovingly and his mind was made up. He was getting a tree.
What Roxanne was describing about her Skulk was all too familiar to him. The Polar Bear Clan he came from was much the same. Nepotism was alive and well in the Shifter world.
In certain circles, weaker Shifters were in positions of power they truly did not deserve. It was not how things had always been. The old ways were more about honor and leaders were chosen through challenges that often ended in one person's death. Not exactly politically correct, but both Bowie and his Bear appreciated that life was a lot less complex when dominance was the deciding factor.
"Pwetty lady, pwetty lady!" Bowie's attention diverted to the qui
