The long road

Theory also acknowledged their strength in fishing, and pointed out the fish that had washed to shore. Shaye hadb’t encountered that yet, but then she had so much to consider. It was Theory she had instructed to seek out this place to den, and she had done more exploring thus far then Shaye had. This was why it was always good to have more than one head on a problem. “We will have to start salting and preserving that meat, we can’t afford wastage at the moment” she said, thinking outloud.

“I was going to give you the history of Abaven, I don’t think I could spin it into a story today” Shaye admitted with a sad chuckle. “That sounds good Theory, thank you” she agreed as her apprentice-nay, her Alpha partner, made suggestions. “Abaven was founded by Bass Destruction, and his siblings, Motif Destruction and Rhythm Destruction stuck by him the most. Motif trained as his lead warrior, and Rhythm as his healer.” she thought of the stories she had been told of the wars Abaven had been through, of the fight for Rhythm when the friend of her lover had come calling. Of how she had weeped to lose Rhythm in Abaven, and gone behind her sisters back to speak to her. She didn’t want to talk about hardships, and just how much this pack had gone through.

“But i’ll fill you in on more another time” she said, she wasn’t much in the mood for telling stories. The ache for her parents hadn’t really dimmined, and now beside it sad the loss of her sister. If she dwelled too much right then on their history, after the destruction and further loss of pack amtes, she had a bad feeling she might break down. She didn’t want Theory to see that. “If you concentrate on the kids, get Corvus to start organising some training, and ill take groups out to hunt down supplies to preserving and herbs” she said at last.