The heat

The trees behind the fence swayed, moving in tune with the wind. Warm fresh air wafted into the courtyard, making the clean pink dresses sway as they dried. The dresses were beautiful and immaculate like the owners.

I couldn't help but wonder if their jobs as pack seamstresses were better than the cleaning Maryanne and I were taxed with. Sure, it looked beautiful and aesthetic but using traditional sewing machines was hard work. Besides, they had to hand sew some things like buttons, embroidery which left their hands with a variety of sores from needle accidents.

Cleaning and washing was hard for me since I had not done much of it before, but it couldn't be worse than sitting by a machine all day. I had a lot of rest time where I could sit outside and enjoy nature.

My wolf was restless and needed a good run, but I could not break the rules. I was not supposed to turn in the property except during the full moon which made it almost impossible not to turn.

The concrete slab which had f