Tribal Packs #13

Alpha Asher Duststorm leads his pack quickly thru the crevices of rock. Overhead, the sky thundering, a sound they very rarely hear, a sound that instills fear in the pack. Asher keeps his wits. Move quickly! In a straight line! Keep track of the person in front and behind you! He orders, knowing that this was the best way to stay together. Keep Moving! Asher calls, running along the path, less careful than he usually would, to get to higher ground, before the flash flood hit