Sirena woke up at the c***k of dawn before the rest of her pack. Stretching her limbs, she let the hedge fall away. Deciding to set up her plan early while she had the time, she walked out of the clearing and looked for a perfect spot. She traveled far from her companions. Farther then she wanted.
She was just about to head back to them when she saw what she had been looking for all morning. Walking toward it, she looked at her spot. There was a clump of rocks separating two trees from each other. In the middle, there was a a high rock perfect for pack meetings. In one of the corners there was a fallen tree that was perfect for shelter. In another corner, there was a small rock with an outcropping perfect for the alpha's den. "This will be our home of refuge," she thought to herself.
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