He tried to bat them away as he chewed on a hunk of smoked meat, but they were insistent, making a game of harassing him like a pair of little monkeys... Well, little by their standards, the two juveniles were still skirting eight feet. Schaffer wondered who their mother was, the pack was so promiscuous that it could be any of the adult females, or maybe none of them. Life was harsh out here, perhaps they had lost pack members to hostile fauna or the merciless elements.Eventually, he grew tired. As any of you who have read my Journal will know, I don't wear much clothing, and I had visions of newspaper headlines to the effect of, 'Young girl found frozen to death buried in snow wearing nothing but a mini dress'.Jon soon put my mind to rest on the last bit when he started looking at skisuits and thermal underwear for me. He picked 3 skisuits and told me to try them on. I'd gone out wearing knee length boots, a dress and a coat, and nothing else. I needed the coat because the weather was. Molly said she’d heard and read about such things, but hadn’t been able to see herself taking part. But then, she had never met anyone who actually lived it and found our account of things intriguing. Brenda was clear to make the point to her though, that we could only indulge in all this because of three important things; a deep love, strong mutual respect and trust. “And again, if it’s not too personal a question, Molly,” probed Brenda, “Can you say that you get those three things from. “Talulah Evans,” I eventually whispered.“Evans?” I can think of three Evans’, I don’t suppose you know his first name do you?”I shook my head. “No.”“What’s her sister’s name?”I had to think about it. “Erm. Amber.”“Amber Evans. Talulah and Amber Evans. And you say their mother has died, and it’s just the two of them?”“I think so. I don’t think we asked about any other brothers or sisters.”“All right. Leave it with me. I’ll see what I can do.”“Can I tell her you’re trying to get her.