There are a couple of hours before lunch, so I head downstairs with my mates following. When I get to the back patio, I see the pups talking in groups or playing in the playground behind the house. I walk to a couple of the older ones and ask them which pack they are from. I learned they are from three packs. The Cold Mountain Pack, Emerald Lands Pack, and the Green Forest Pack.
When everyone was done eating, I asked them to gather around. Once everyone is standing before me on the back porch, I raise my hands to quiet them down.
“Now that you have all had some rest and food in your bellies, it is time to get you all home. If you are from the Cold Mountain pack, would you please make your way over to Luna Amelia,” I say, pointing to my left.
“If you are from the Emerald Lands Pack, ple
