Craig
Three weeks fly by as Caylee finds her place among the pack, building trust by helping wherever she can. Slowly, the pack has gotten to know the real Caylee, the one that laughs and plays around with kids and never loses her cool, no matter how many questions they have about her. She has helped with cooking for the pack, tending to those that get injured doing patrols or the children who jump off cliffs due to stupidity. I swear a few of the older kids do it just in the hopes that she will be the one to bind their wounds and, like a true possessive bastard, I have been standing watch, trying really hard to give her space, but at the same time, I find it impossible to stay away. On the days that I am called out for work, I worry that something might happen to her and I can't get myse
