Ana
There were still days or nights when Ana stood outside and wondered about that pack, what was going on within it. Sometimes she thought about contacting one or two of her old friends. That she could, she supposed, make contact with her friend Lindal, but she never did. Thought about it at times, but dismissed it at the same time.
She knew Lindal’s new Mate was very loyal to that place and its leadership. Had a feeling that if she did talk to Lindal, and he found out, he’d mention it, if asked about it. So, she pushed it aside each and every time.
Ana did understand her reasons for being out here, having left that pack, and knew she was just used to living the pack life, at times missed the social aspect of it, she guessed. 18 years of living that way was hard to just let go of, even
