Can't Get a Break

It was late at night when Kris was sitting on the patio watching the biggest fire burn with the wolves and kids dancing and running around it. The kids were laughing and the wolves were howling with joy as they played with each other. Six Elk and one Moose were roasting on the fire. All skinned gutted and drained of blood. Ahri and Clara were the ones spearheading the cooking and seasoning. They were talking and laughing while mixing spices and slathering them over the roasting meat. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. All except for one. A grey wolf lay away from everyone with her head down. She was watching everyone but Kris can see her eyes were fixed upon James. Those shiny orange eyes.

Kris made a whistle to get her attention, which it did, but at the same time getting everyone else's attention. He gestured for her to come and everyone else went back to celebrating.