The journey had taken a lot from me, mentally and even physically, but I had finally managed to make it back to the Safe Water pack. Home. That is, if the outcasts were still there. Usually, I would be excited to finally get back to seeing my pack members and family, but something about the air was wrong. As I moved my feet closer to the pack boundaries, the familiar scent of my pack members and the land hit me at once - pine mixed in with solid oak - yet something was wrong. On a normal day, the entire pack was filled with sounds of life, children singing, a folksong being carried all about, something. Instead today, there was a silence that was uncharacteristic of the Safe Water pack, talk even less of the outcasts.My legs went one in front of the other in an all too familiar pattern, and I realized that the farther I went, the more that had changed. Usually, even in the night time, members of the pack were out and about, going about their business, and the laughter of the kids o
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