Brown Valley’s pack patrol had returned from hunting Arthur empty-handed. The lack of victory had angered Haley and Irene. In response, the patrol members had begun shirking their duties. First, they stopped patrolling three times a day, reducing it to just once in the morning and once in the evening.
As Haley’s paranoia began to grow and their son, Adam, started to show himself as an unworthy successor, the morale of the pack and the patrol continued to decline.
This morning, the patrol leader didn’t bother to call the patrol members for the morning shift.
“It’s not like they care anyway,” he said with a shrug. “And if the alpha and luna don’t care, why should we?”
No one disagreed. The patrol members spent the morning with their families, willfully ignoring their duties. Haley and
