Cassidy
We were finalizing new supply routes for the refugee villages Kieran's scouts had just cleared near the western border. I sat at the head of a long table in the east wing meeting room with Freya, Celeste, Geena, and a few administrative wolves. Laptops phones,maps,and parchments were spread out like battle spoils, but the real war was being waged in looks.
"…we'll have to double the rations," I said, tapping the parchment in front of me. "If more families come through the pass this week, we'll be unprepared."
"That means rerouting from the South post," Celeste said, scanning the map. "It's doable if we delay the training camp shipments. Give me four days."
"Three," Geena said immediately, not even looking up. "If the Luna's concerned about unpreparedness, we act fast. I can get it done."
Celeste's pen paused mid-note.
