Ferrara
I made a note on my phone for rain ponchos and tried not to growl. It was strange planning for such a long journey as a human and having to think about things like rain. Food.
Medical supplies. I frowned at Amelia's text.
We don't need motion sickness pills. We're wolves.
Her response was immediate. And do you know if Saul or Violetta or Finn have ever been on a boat? I haven't. How do you know we won't get sick?
Damn it.
Put them on the list.
I hadn't wanted us to split up. I didn't like any wolf being out on their own, but Amelia apparently wasn't as happy being away from the motel room as I thought. She was only in the next store, but I didn't like that I couldn't see her.
I like it even less that the bond wasn't there. I couldn't feel her either.
Hats. Sunscreen. Loose
