After our little moment after the snowball fight, Blair had stood up and continued walking without so much as looking back at me. I had jumped up right after her, and that was how we now found ourselves continuing with our journey.
Admittedly, we hadn’t said anything else to one another, but thankfully, the silence wasn’t tense or awkward this time. It caused the journey to feel like it was passing much faster—which could be seen as either a good thing or a bad thing, for I was thankful that we were nearly home, but I also enjoyed the comfortable companionship that we had come to start sharing.
But despite my feelings about the matter, we soon found ourselves crossing the border into my pack, and it was then that I remembered that I had asked my mother to send scouts after me once she
