Whitefish River between two points

Dante smiled grimly. "A place that was home for a very long time. And one that is now, thankfully, an unhappy memory." Atrix had been a true Commander, deciding everything from where they would stay to who they would fight and when they would eat. He too decided who got what of the spoils, for only those who earned the meal got to eat. It was why their pack had been a unit but never a family; life was harsh and only the strongest stayed on top. Atrix led by fear and intimidation, not love or even true loyalty.

"I am truly happy that you have never had to experience that. And I am glad to hear that perhaps that life is not as common as I had thought." Dante added, feeling more optimistic. "It does seem an awful lot of work."