Put Me Back In
Cal doesn’t have a proper job really -he lives on land owned by the pack, in a house built by it and the locals provide him with enough daily random labor that he rarely lacks for money or things to do. Summer, as it was now, tended to be busy with him helping out in the fields, prepping the soil and what not. Making sure everything grew plentiful for the coming harvest come fall. It’s where he was now, shirt off, jeans covered in muck and sweat as he toiled over waist high plants.















