Making Plans And Kicking Ass

Dagrún considered the girl's question for a moment, a frown tugging at the edge of her mouth. "Well, for one thing we need more adults in the pack. Whether that's waiting for our Fledglings to become fully grown or recruiting more members the fact of the matter is we don't have enough adults to cover the area this pack holds." For every adult there were 2-3 young ones and that was an alarming prospect. While they would grow and fill in Ethne's ranks for now they needed protection and education and that requirement would thin out the adults that could patrol borders. The need to hunt in preparation for the eventual winter would further thing the patrolling adults. Bellamy's unfortunate departure had left them down yet another wolf. They simply didn't have the man power to ensure pack safety.

"We could also hold training sessions, make sure those that have an inclination to fight, hell even if they don't, that all wolves are able to defend this pack. That said… death with still happen. No patrol is perfect, no fight a guaranteed win. We can't prevent what happened to your father perfectly but we may be able to minimize the risk."