It was rare that Atticus got a moment to himself, and he was bound and determined to enjoy it while he had it. As much as he loved providing and caring for his pack and community, there were definitely times where he didn't want to be everyone's babysitter or handyman.

In the form of a massive brown wolf, he waded the waters of the Gearagh, the central feature of the Gearagh Pack's expansive territory. He was not the only werewolf in the area. Many of his subordinates were also wandering this portion of the territory, foraging before the rain came and flooded the wetlands.

For once, Atticus wasn't here to join in on the foraging. His only goal was to spend his time wandering throughout the 80 square kilometers of land that was his pack's domain.