Misha
I'm standing on my side of the field, and my eyes rake Josie up and down. She looks confident with her little smirk on her lips. I watch her lift her hands in a "ready to punch" stance and notice that my pack is whistling and screaming.
"You got this, Josie!"
"The victory is yours!" Tarryn is sitting with Josie's family and whistling for full throttle.
"Go, Misha and Josie!" Jinora beams at us both. "Go, go, go!"
It warms my heart that Jinora is cheering for us both. The kids and Kade, however, are all rooting for Josie. Not that I take offense. I let my eyes sweep over the audience. My eyes land on some random guy.
He is shooting with his fingers curled around his lips. "Go, Josephine! You got this in the bag! Show Misha what earned you the title of the strongest young werew
