Kylani

Kylani

Well, another fifty years have flown by, and while we all still miss Dominick, we have moved on. Mykenzie and I are sitting here in a park. We had gotten word that those fucking bears were spotted here within the last two or three days so we decided to visit this town and see if we can track them down. With Navarro and his goons gone, we can now dedicate our time to finding the bears. This town is nice, and the forest here is perfect. It also helps that the pack that was allied with Dominick's pack is here. They have grown substantially. I would say that the pack has doubled in size. There are a few descendants of the old pack here as well. I am glad that the two packs merged.

“Still no sign of those three fuckers.” Mykenzie huffs.

“Yeah I picked up Ian’s scent but it was a few days old. Nothing new.” I point out.

“I doubt they are here anymore,” Mykenzie says.

We decide to head back to the desert area we normally reside in. There is something about that area