Ellie
Lydia linked me this morning that she is helping her mom at the packhouse and can’t grab breakfast for us. I decided to warm something up and sit at the park to eat. They sent me home from the hospital late last night and I haven’t told Lydia or the others what happened yet. Kincaid commanded me to not go near the Alpha groups also. Said I could hurt one of them. If they approach me, I am to greet them politely but not linger. I’m still sick over that whole incident. I don’t recall anything after I made it to that spot on the north border except a snarl and a sensation like my head was going to explode. My hands hurt like I had used them digging and I had shifted because my clothes were shredded. One of the warriors had grabbed me a shirt from one of the forest baskets luckily befor
