Cyra
Since Quirin and Kennedy are planning to head home after they make their announcement, we drive two cars to Christer’s old pack. I guess it’s our pack now, or it will be by the time we return to our ‘other’ pack tonight.
“How are you feeling about everything Cyra?” Warren asks me. He and Yorick are sitting in the front while I chose to sit in the back. I’m behind Warren, so when I look up, I meet his eyes in the rearview mirror.
Yorick turns to look at me, reaching out to put a hand on my knee.
“There’s just so much to do,” I say. “It was already a lot, but now, with another pack, adding pack lands, increasing patrols ...” I stop, getting overwhelmed with everything that still needs to be done.
“It will all get done. We didn’t have time to sit down today to go over the finances,
