Samuel watched the others being fed before him.There was a pair of eyes that were locked on to him at the word Eryan. Not everyone had met Eryan from before she left the pack. This was exciting news but could seal the fate of the pack in one night. His eyes watched a Juliet who was the pair of eyes turned back to the fire after a quiet respite about the arrival of an old friend. She had her knees up to her chest as if protecting herself from a feeling or two. It must of been hard for her having to adjust to pack life.<br/><br/>The fire flickered before his eyes swaying one way and back again due to a breeze. It was a chilling breeze like ice against bare feet that touched his bones. His mouth began to water at the  fresh scent of hot cooking meat. The cold was still seeping through his bones causing a strange feeling of being hot and cold at the same time. He moved to situate himself closer to the fire so that the embers could warm him up as the red and orange flames danced before his eyes flickering every so often.<br/><br/>Pack life meant waiting to be told the order of which to be fed. This was fine because order is necessary in order to lead. Without order there would be chaos. “Better not burn that coffee. Tyler got us some damn coffee mate to go with it until we can do a supply run to town.”The coffee was just about done so he took the pan and placed it aside so that it would not get burnt. Burnt coffee would be devastating to the entire pack.Worry gripped his stomach as the chills  down his back continued creating a sudden eerie feeling to wash over   him. His hands sifted through a pant pocket for a pack of cigarettes.He opened the pack and stuck one into his mouth using a lighter with his other hand to light. There were small bursts of heat from cig as he blew smoke into the air but still the cold lingered on him.<br/><br/>He shoved some meat into his mouth  while shredding it with his teeth ignoring the bursts of freezing air that jolted through his body. It was so good that his stomach had ceased it’s growling and began to shovel the rest of the piece into his mouth like a monster.The slight warmth from the food only stopped the crisp chilly air for a moment.When he was done he took the pan with coffee and placed it over the fire again to keep it warm. “Tyler you mind getting me that creamer?” He had a small cup next to him that he poured some of the coffee into. Then placed the pan onto the fire again to carefully heat it.<br/><br/>A howl of grave sorrow illuminated the cave .His bones could feel the sorrow through the aching cold.An urge to shift went through his bones . He threw his half smoked cig onto the ground and stomped it out in sheer disgust. He stood up running out of the cave as if the sorrow from Eryan had created an unknowingly defensive response within his body.There was a small sound of a rabbit scurrying about and a deer frolicking around somewhere. But his mind was on one thing-those howls.<br/><br/>Cade’s howl of being hurt tore through his soul as if poison was sweeping its way through. “This morning is just chalked full of surprises, huh?”His body was just preparing to shift but at Aiden’s words reality swept in. If there was a surprise attack it would be as if he was killing the pack himself if he left to help. The base needed defenders which was taught to them after the last attack at base.<br/><br/>He turned around feeling the chill of the wind against his back.“Alright, let’s get this place cleaned up and ready for whatever the groups are going to bring,” He went back into the cave taking the pan off the fire with the coffee and bringing it to the proper place that their dishes were placed. Then began the same process with the food except he made sure to keep certain pieces for the others that went to greet Eryan. He placed that meat inside clear containers to keep it from spoiling. Lastly, he moved all of the seating logs to the side of the room to leave an open area for the group when they arrive to the cave.He sat on the cold cave floor feeling his leg twitch with anticipation. If there was an attack would it be better for them to shift or to stay human? If human would that leave him vulnerable to wolf teeth.<br/><br/>He would not take the chance of a surprise attack or possibly fangs that could tear through his torso.  His arms and legs were the first be covered with his soft light tan fur , then came his torso, and head. A mix of tan, dark brown, and black fur covered him . His paws stretched as his nose picked up the scent of others. Others being his pack mates.<br/><br/>There were no words said as Eryan made her way past him and straight for sherman’s spot. No one made any attempt to speak nor did he wish to shift back to human form. Instead. He just whined as reality found it's way into his heart. They had lost another..again.His muzzle lowered down to the cold cave floor as he waited for the others to banter about what just happened.