#collaborative post

- NightBitch-Rachel Yoder

- Open Throat-Henry Hoke

- Otherkin-Nina Berry

- A Wolf Called Wander-Rosanne Perry

- Wolves of the Beyond series-Kathryn Lasky

- Guardians of Gahoole series-Kathryn Lasky

- Warrior Cats series-Erin Hunter

- White Fang-Jack London

- Thinking Like a Wolf: Lessons From the Yellowstone Packs-Rick McIntyre (there are other related books as well)

- Animal Farm-George Orwell

- Seekers series-Erin Hunter

- Such Sharp Teeth-Rachel Harrison

Tech3, is the most balanced team with a 53% vs. 47%, but they are not really competitive. From the competitive teams, that pleasure will go to Mooney 45% vs. 55% and Team Suzuki ECSTAR with a 43% vs. 57%.

The most unbalanced team is Yamaha, where Fabio scored 89% of all the team's point. Let's see if this dynamic will continue to be like this in the last 6 rounds.

The missive had been addressed to Aislinn's apartment. A somewhat finer piece of parchment within an envelope that had a bell embossed upon its front. The penmanship of the writing was noticeably more practiced. Not that Barengar's writing was messy or poor.

Aislinn,

I hope that the letter finds you well. I plan on making my way out to La Noscea in a few suns. I would like to meet with you and catch up. It has been too long and I would not have distance come between us a second time. If there is elsewhere that is ideal to meet please just let me know. Otherwise you can expect me soon.

-B.A.

Barengar's writing always had a fine way of contrasting his usual manner of speech.

The wonderful thing about the mail system of Eorzea was that letters somehow find their way to the intended recipient no matter what. So it was that Barengar’s letter, though it had a La Noscean address, arrived at Heartwood as if some unseen entity knew that a gore and viscera-coated Aislinn was about to come up the walk.

The cheerful chime of the mailbox went off as she made her way up the front steps, causing her to pause with one sticky, blood-covered hand on the door handle. Mail? For her? Something about the happy chime felt oddly discordant after tangling with an undead scalekin. This had been such a weird day. She hesitated a moment before coming back down the steps and retrieving the letter.

Her touch left bloodstains across the finely embossed envelope and thick parchment as she unfurled it, her eyes quickly scanning the words. A sudden smile, like a flash of sunlight through a forest canopy, graced her face. Ren, her brother not by blood, but where it mattered, was coming to visit.