Wrath
As soon as word got out that they didn’t have their leaders, the vultures would descend and attack.
“Aye,” a few voices chorused just as Jake opened the door. Everyone turned to look at him and K-9 motioned him to the front.
“I know I’m not patched, but this is one war I’m fighting with you guys,” Jake said, crossing his arms over his chest.
“We just voted on our new President,” K-9 said.
“That’s good. We need to get organized and make sure nobody else dies,” Jake said.