Whitefish River L'avant

The nursery seemed fitting, though Chesley wondered if he could even be trusted with a role like that. Putting the future of the pack in his paws was risky. 

Chesley had no intention of pumping up his brother's ego now, though. He would be a good defender, but an ego boost was the last thing the brute needed. 

"Come on, then. She's waiting."