Lacking Humanity|Half Crescent

Chapter Fourteen (Rewritten)

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It hadn't been all that easy to convince Black Crescent to join the ranks of Half Crescent, even if the idea of others had made the she-wolves feel safer in terms of pack status.
It didn't occur to Sage the females would experience a sense of culture shock, and thus she admitted that being brought in was going to make it harder for her wolves to co-exist, especially when there was no trust.

And Alpha Andy knew a thing or two about building trust.

Instead of living in the pack house or one of the many other cabins, Sage had decided that the use of skins could be used as a tent. It certainly had been a sight to see what all the commotion was about, but Andy had been explained that one of the witches is fluent with the earth and thus created a structure by moving the earth.

The pack life had been steady, the pups adored their newfound freedom and friends. But Sage knew that this was not permanent, and couldn't waste her time pretending that it was.

While she found herself liking and helping the higher-ups in terms of mandating and protecting Half Crescent, it still didn't feel all that right to remain a part of one pack when her heart belonged to another.

In addition to that, she had to be honest with Andy.
And by honesty, Sage meant that she wanted to be truthful about the American packs had been at war the last time she had been there back at the end of March.

Now it was nearing the end of August.

It had been a hard day.
A day that Sage spent the day in complete solitude, hoping that the break from meditation would soothe her after realizing that she missed her pup's first birthday.

The date hadn't meant anything to her before their birth, yet it meant the world to her now.

Her pups are one.
A whole year old.

The nearing five months away had been damaging to her wolf.
Making no room for Andy to pry his way into her head and express his concern, as it was Severin who had gotten the word out to his worried Alpha.

Having seen Sage fond over her stones, she couldn't believe that her pups were already one—Meaning that she turned twenty-four just a few months ago, and there was no stronger urge than that to keep going.

When she returned from her rude awakening, Andy offered to have the Beta escort her to the surrounding pack. But in relation to that, she didn't know how well Remus' name worked with the packs in Canada. The only thing she could recall was that Mystic Grimm was considered to be an ally of both.
Perhaps it was a better call to head to Mystic Grimm, to Harlow, rather than risk it by mentioning Remus?

The ideas swirled around in her mind, making her unsure of everything. With every question from the females of Black Crescent going unanswered, it had left Maeve huffing when Sage had managed to dismiss yet another question of hers regarding when they would be leaving.

Elena had mentioned in passing, twice, to drop the attitude.

As it was childish to think that she'd get anywhere by making any demands to their Alpha.

But all had nearly been lost when Maeve heard Sage being called Luna by a Half Crescent member.

Yet that was nothing in comparison to when Sage had caught it, her body had instantly recoiled and almost ticked in rage, the group was simply cooking alongside one another and chopping vegetables from the overgrowing garden when one of the young she-wolves had slipped.

The title did not make Sage comfortable. 

And to add to the fact that they had been here for two weeks and still nothing had changed in her head about formulating a plan.