By the next morning I had two rabbits in the cave ready for the day before I went out to find the local pack leaders. Hopefully if they are not in the area I can sneak in and grab some money or useful items to help me reintegrate into this world. Though not knowing where they are or who they are is keeping me on edge. Never let it be said that you always get what you want.

I arrive at this one house that smelled heavily of tame wolfbloods. No large object on the paved path, and no movement in the windows. At first they seemed to be away so I snuck in through a back door and tried to remember where I would keep clothes and money. That's when a car rolled in, a click of a door opening and shutting. A man got out and instantly smelled something off. I knew this was going to be a narrow escape. I quickly gathered some paper bills and a couple days worth of clothes in this purple bag and checked the back door.

By the time he had gotten to the front door I had gotten away with a bag full of clothes and some money. This at least reminded me of the wild freedom I now crave. Some of the pack betas would do nightly raids so we would have more cloth and resources for the pack. Holy and Frenz were great at this and always came back with armloads for the pack. Everything was shared and served a purpose for the better of the pack. For now I think I'm safe but I know sooner or later the alpha will be after me.

One skill that the alpha in the wild wanted us to learn is how to make clothing because we didn't want to steal actual clothes. He said it was just for our protection to not wander far from our territory. I only had a small sack from the wild with my meager belongings and this new purple bag. Going through the purple bag for closer looks at my treasure I realize the pieces I had picked were close to my size.

I heard bells ringing when I returned to my den. Not loud but not like whispers either. I remembered this spot was close to a large building where for most of my youth I came to learn from humans. Trying to remember what it was called I peeked out to find the source. That's when I was spotted. Not by the person from yesterday but by a young woman. Though I was caught something felt familiar about this person. Almost as if I know her.

Just before I crept back into my cave another person came beside the woman. A young man. Once again I felt like I remembered them, maybe from my time as a changeling in hiding. I hid before they could try to track me down. One thing was for certain. Beginning my new life here just got a bit more complicated.