Now why did he choose to come to this dumbass clan, the brute would never know. One day he had wondered into the warm climates of the Heated Plains to accept an invite to the clan. The next, well there was this shit. One cowboy welcomed them all who seemed to be one of the ones in control of this weird place. The other was well… a bitch to say the least. The cowboy seemed to be welcoming, but the other questionable roh was one that definitely the proto did not want to engage with. Unfortunately, the she-bitch was their trainer.
“Why did it have to be her,” Wren groaned as he thought back to the day he walked into camp; the