"We are going into the woods. Not just to parry and water down our emotions," Eric stomped a foot on the chest. "The full moon will be out soon. And we are not going to make the same mistake as last time.
The Alpha pack was lined out to be given their chains and locks. They dragged their feet on the wet sand. The fun at the lake was ceased and that dampened their mood.
"What happened last time?" Ruben crept behind Sandra.
She looked over her shoulders, "Weren't you here in spring?"
He let out a sharp breath, "Well if I was, I wouldn't be asking you would I?"
She pulled away from him and gleaned his statement.
"Well it was a shit show," she bit her cuticle. "The pack didn't make use of their locks. At the time we were in the basement. The chains were not strong on the reins without locks, and some wolves got loose."
Polo and the Deltas were dangling their locks over their head.
