It's been another week of wandering around this pack aimlessly and enduring my mounting restlessness. I've been building as much of a routine as I can, but without revealing my bond with Colt, there isn't much I can do.
Josie's been trying to convince me to take classes with her at the Academy, but that holds no draw for me. I enjoy learning, but I'm not an academic to the level that she is. It's also hard for me to sit still knowing how imminent war is.
After my talk with Cyrus last week, I haven't heard from him. I thought he understood the urgency, but since we haven't spoken much since I assume he doesn't. I brought it up to Colt, but he told me that it's not as simple as just sending me to the North. While Cyrus has the final word on any decisions for his pack, there is still a gove
