Lauchlan
It had been two years since his mother had held a mating ball inside the Silver Sable pack, and he’d been away from the pack for every single full moon for the past two years, taking their un-mated wolves to mating balls inside other packs. He was over it, being away from Tyler on a full moon, every bloody full moon.
Mated wolves were more connected to each other on full moons and their wolves often just ripped out of them and were playful with each other, chased each other about and taunted each other into mating them, lazed about and slept in wolfen form out under the full moon.
Even Theo was annoyed with not being home to spend time with Blossom on the full moon. They’d also heard Blossom huff about it on more than one occasion, when they’d told her, yet again they were off
