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The boy was settling well into this new pack. He didn't know why they'd moved so much, but it was useful now. His neck wounds were healing well, being disinfected by the saltwater and having help from Tundra to clean them. She said it should heal over well and he might not even lose a patch of fur.

It was a call too close for his liking though and he still didn't understand why it had happened. Maybe he was just too close to the borders...but he didn't know. He tried to not fight her, but he had to protect himself.
He hoped she was ok, despite what she did to him.

He was deep in contemplation, wondering about what he should do. Should he leave before he was found and endangered this pack? Or stay in their protection and risk them being put at war...it seemed like the woman wanted war and would not stop until he was killed.
Would he be killed?