Chapter 2<br/><br/>Tinker began to get in the rhythm of traveling with Warren. Nothing was more fun that running together and hunting together and playing together. Warren was attentive to her and often let her have the best bites of food and always slept on the side of her from where the cold wind was blowing. Tinker was learning that he was Alpha and she would need to listen to him. He was always right but never gloated about it. Being mated was a wonderful thing.<br/><br/>Tinker and Warren had not been intimate nor had they shifted back to human either. They spent a lot of time grooming each other and Tinker loved to hear his purr when she licked his ears. Tinker thought Warren wonderful if not a bit vain in that feline way that cats have of always washing his face with his paws.<br/><br/>Another odd thing was, that Tinker had not seen that bag of Warren’s  since he stashed her human fur in it.<br/><br/>“Warren, where does your bag go? You know with the human fur in it?”<br/><br/>She was quiet for a while and then she said,<br/><br/>"Do you know what beast Poppa was talking about the other day? I have never even heard legends of such a beast."