The border skirmish alert came in on Day Four while I was midway through a supply audit.
I closed the audit without finishing it, which was the kind of thing that would have bothered me six months ago. Now it bothered me the way a loose thread bothers you when you're already running — noted, set aside, dealt with later. I moved to the tactical map before the alert had finished resolving.
Damon was already there. So were Caleb and two of the senior pack members, Etan and Voss — different Voss, not the one we were currently not talking about in connection with Morven's communications failure.
"Single skirmish, eastern border," Caleb said. "Halder Pack's outer perimeter. Six confirmed hunters, possibly more in the tree line."
"Halder's two territories over," I said. "Who's our closest mob
