After dinner, Kent needed to meet with some of the warriors before his departure so Riley found herself wandering outside, wanting to stretch her legs. The air was cool against her face as she walked from the pack house towards the town, taking in the small homes and shops. A couple kids played at a little park, swinging from the monkey bars and yelling at one another. The sun was slowly going down, casting long shadows across the park.
A hand landed on her shoulder and Riley started, turning to see Wesley.
“Sorry,” he said with a wry smile, “didn’t mean to startle you. I saw you leaving and thought you might like some company.”
She smiled. “Thanks. I appreciate it. I thought some fresh air might clear my head.”
“I imagine you have a lot to think about,” he said as they started walking
