Alpha Terry's POV:
Something has been nagging in my mind for a while now. The Harbinger has been behaving in an interesting way recently, as though unstable which was not encouraging because with his instability comes unpredictability. And him being unpredictable was not a good thing for anybody.
I once again snuck into the tent that housed my grand daughter and once again she was fast asleep. Her little chest moved with each breath. I checked her diaper and it was still as dry as it was the previous day.
Something was wrong, this wasn't how babies were cared for.
I turned to see the harbinger was right behind me. He didn't look good but I've learned not to ask questions.
“Harbinger, I have some concerns about the child. It's been a while too long that I have seen her awake. Her diape
