First Snow.
Yesterday was chaotic. The news of Mirian's injuries spread so far and wide in mere minutes that it got to the Luna's ears. Angered, she ordered both Zeta Marcus and Zeta Detroit to look after her and make sure she was awake at most, three days, otherwise, they'd feel her wrath.
The unrest from yesterday still lingered in the air, and this morning, the first snow of the season began to fall, casting a serene silence over the pack's territory.
Standing by her window and watching the beautiful white snowflakes cascade lazily, Reana was far from calm.
This…this snow came too early. There was still a month left until the winter season. Something was wrong, Reana could feel it, but not knowing exactly what it was, made her feel uneasy.
The delegation to the Southern Islands weren't here yet. If they get caught up in the winter fury, it would be disastrous. She wouldn't feel good losing a hundred pack members.
