Lucas and I called a meeting with the Pack Council to discuss Father’s gift to Lion Island. It’s a volunteer request, and the King already asked the warriors on Lion Island, and most agreed to stay. The Council needs to speak with their families here to prepare their things. Everything goes smoothly, but it takes most of the day. At this rate, we will be back on Lion Island tomorrow evening, given the long sail back.
Being home has kept me busy, saying goodbye to friends and warriors I’ve grown up with. I even expressed my fair wells to a few she-wolves I ran with. I was surprised they were all happy for me.
I’m feeling downcast, and I finally pull myself away to brood. Alone in my now bare room, I shed a few tears. But as a King, I can’t linger too long. I shower and dress for one last
