Good Day To You, Sir!

Mercury was still getting accustomed to the territory they had chosen. It was colder here than the Gorge, and certainly colder than the land he had grown up in. It would take some getting used to. He and Wren had spoken about building a central bonfire to create a warm, and welcoming spot within the pack, and the idea grew more appealing as they settled in.

Coming in from his patrol, he shivered in the cool morning air and looked up at the ship that had become his home. His eyes found the form of a wolf on the deck. The white outlines of her face and body standing out amongst the woody browns. He trotted closer, shaking out his coat before he leaped up onto the deck. “Good morning” He said politely

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