Everyday after though, the wolf came back, placing offerings at my feet. Each day I refused him, wanting for him to go to another pack, because Danny and I were not going to stay here for much longer. My pups practiced walking around in their skin, while Danny and I practiced more of our dagger work. If we were facing other Werewolves, they would be killed quite easily, so Danny and I made sure that we were each others counterweights. That way, no matter what happens, we always have each others backs, keeping each other from being consumed by blood lust and hate for our enemies.
The wolf came back again when my brother and I were fighting as humans, but it did not seem afraid when I changed back into my fur. The Wolf seemed curious even that we are able to change, but perhaps this Wolf had been helped by shifters in the past.
About three days after I had initially met the wolf, my heat came. Excruciating pain, worse than when I was giving birth to my triplets, came over me during the night, waking me up. I wanted to shift into my skin and cool myself down in the snow around the den, but that would draw unneeded male attention to me from the other Wolf. I would also wake up my pups who had been currently sleeping around me. With Caleb sleep shifting between skin and fur, it would be difficult to move anyways.
Usually what would happen is that the two mates would just get on with it, and that would be the end of it. If not, then the wolf and the human would work together to get out of the heat faster, but rendering them useless. In my case; I cannot be useless for not only do I have to help Danny keep the territory, but I also have my pups to look after.
I do not have a mate with me to help take half of my work, so my Wolf and I are going to have to take turns taking on the heat. By doing so, the heat will last longer than it would normally, but this way, we would still be useful to Danny and the pups.
So every hour, on the hour, my Wolf and I take turns taking the full heat on. This will make the heat last for a longer time than usual, but this way, we may still help with the territory, the pups, the normal Wolf and training. If things keep going this way, the pups were going to have to start to train too, and I was waiting for the end of spring in a few days. This way, they could try and hunt mice or other small rodents in the long spring grass.
By the time that my pups were going to turn two, they would know how to fight in Wolf form and human form since their bodies would be strong enough to support them while in their skins.
When morning came, I woke up the pups early and decided that they could take a run with me to the field that they would be training at. I would have to push Angela twice as hard than her brothers since she needs to be able to conquer her weakness. Because she got hurt and has a slight limp as she walks or runs, other wolves will try and take advantage of it to hurt her, and I will not allow that to happen.
My pups yip and follow me out of the den, and I wait until Danny pokes his head out to leave so that he knows that we won't be in our den. He gives me an annoyed look, since the pups were being loud, but I just gave him a Wolfish smile and took off at a slow trot so the triplets could keep up. I have them run along side me until we are half way to the small field.
Nathan was running along my side, keeping close to me with his ears forward as he would freeze for a moment with every new noise. Caleb ran in front of me, jumping over small branches and into mud puddles, his tail high in the air as he growled at any animals that crossed our paths. Angela ran behind Nathan with a small limp every now and then; she was watching her brothers and panting slightly, but she still looked like she was having fun. I chuckled at my little ones, they were having fun, but they were scared too.
This is the furthest that I have ever taken them from the den.
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