A Pack Member

On the morning of her birthday, Crystal woke up in her packhouse alone. But, while last night she had been grateful for the spell that had frozen everything in the past so she did not have to worry about cleaning up, she was really not happy this morning. She wasn't going to be roaming around wearing ceremonial robes. And all the clothing in her room was from when she was a small child. She would have to go about handling the task of hiring people and making them pack to handle the running of the packhouse. Until then... maybe she could steal a few of her mother's clothes. Muttering under her breath about the Moon Goddess not being kind enough to at least return her clothes if not her memories, Crystal quickly dressed in a pair of old jeans and a shirt.

She had barely stepped out of the room when she was suddenly assaulted by a scent so delicious that she paid no attention to even the scent of a rogue wolf that came with it. Following the scent, she stepped out onto the porch and look