Two Months later
Rick stood at the mouth of an underground cave and looked around. It was different from the cave they had occupied before. They could not have risked returning there. They had found another cave, one better hidden from sight.
The surrounding noise was drowned out by the sound of water running over the falls on the other side of the cave. The trees were thick and green and created the best cover from outsiders. No one would find the cave unless they were specifically looking for it.
They were in the no-man's-land again, but nowhere near where they had been the first time around. And they had made sure that no one knew of their existence there, not even other wolves on the run from their own packs. There was no solidarity in the outlaws. They had learned the hard way tha
