19th Wing

After meeting and talking to the guest as they gave us their gifts and well wishes, we were escort to the east side of the pack-house where a small log cabin situated in a clearing of the forest. There is a small stream running beside it and wild flowers grew in patches of red, blue, yellow and violet. The cabin itself was rugged and rustic with a sit-a-spell porch.

We were left alone as the pack get ready for the full moon run which was lead by father. The cabin was a gift from father to us when we first presented as mate. We mainly use it for our ruts and heats cycle. If not just as a relaxation spot.

As we opened the door, warm sweet smell welcome us. The crackling fire and the honey-hued logs really scream home to us. The maroon plush upholstered sofa and chairs were move by the window. Faux fur and quilt were laid out by the fire with extra blankets and pillows for Xiel to make a nest.

“Close your eyes,” he then guided me to our room.