Urdon Pov
I woke up before the sun was fully up. The room was cold and dark. I sat up and put my feet on the floor. My shoulder ached from sleeping wrong. My leg was stiff but not bad.
I walked to the door and opened it. The yard was quiet. Most of the pack was still sleeping. But someone was already working.
Landon was near the wood pile. He had a piece of rope in his hands and three young wolves were standing around him. Eamon. The girl. The boy. They were watching him.
"Like this," Landon said.
He looped the rope around the wood and pulled it tight. His hands moved fast and sure.
"See how it holds?"
Eamon leaned closer. "Can I try?"
"Go ahead."
Eamon took the rope and tried to copy what Landon had done. He got it wrong. The rope slipped loose.
"Almost," Landon said. "Try again. Keep the loop tighter."
Eamon tried again. This time it held.
"Good," Landon said. "Now you."
