You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in

They took the long way around. As mild as the winter was, even Ken wasn't brainless enough to try forcing the Raiders to fight uphill, in the winter. As he spotted the standing stones, so similar to their own, he slowed his rolling barrel and sent out a call to the wolves of whatever they were calling themselves these days to come out and play. His mother had said they would come and sparing all the chaos they had come as soon as they could. They'd even bought drinks. It was time the two packs had a proper party, a decent chance to blow off some steam for all the turmoil they'd endured in the prior months.

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