Fire from the Skies

The next morning, we’re all up early. The pack is split in half, half coming to attack the arena and the other half staying to protect the pack and pack lands.

Zarya and I shift, and Kaelen and Rajar grab their bags of grenades. Kaelen has his sword thrown across his back as he puts the harness on me, grabs his bag, then walks up my wing, getting himself settled on my back. The pack members coming