The Eclipsed Life of Luna Mischa (by Jennifer Francis) novel Chapter 75

She took a walk with Paul and Allen, the pack elder who was also the pack planner, out to the Canyon that night. In Allen’s hand was a tablet so he could make notes about what they were going out to look at and discuss.

Because although Anthony had stated he’d sort out a new fence and deal with the safety of the canyon that she’d brought up to him, he’d shot her down with ‘he’d do it himself. He’d gone out with Christy for the day and not made his way out there or discussed it with any of his unit or Allen the pack planner.

So she was going to do it herself, because she knew that Anthony and Christy had already retired for the night, to the Luna Suite. Paul had mind–linked to him about it and been told it could wait until tomorrow, that he would deal with it between his training sessions.

She’d shaken her head at hearing those words, but did it really surprise her that he’d do that, put it off until a day when they were supposed to be together. Not really, it would appear he was attending to urgent pack–related business, which was an acceptable reason to leave one of his Mates on his day with them.

She already knew he’d also take Christy out there as well. Christy could ask that of him, and that would just be seen as getting Christy’s opinion on how she thought her fall could be prevented in the future. So, her day would be turned into a Christy day. That was something Christy had liked to do before her punishment.

“I think Mischa,” Allen stated as they stood before the canyon. “Perhaps not only a fence should be put in place, but also some form of lighting as well.”

She nodded as he pulled up previous plans on the canyon he’d designed, and she looked at them. “Though running electrical out here and all the way around the canyon?” she sighed. “ That will be very costly.” And it would this canyon wasn’t so small, and this talk had come up more than once over the years, in fact every time someone fell into it.

They’d just not had the funds to afford the full fencing off of the canyon itself until now. It had been estimated only four years ago and deemed unaffordable to the pack, though they’d still been paying off the last of their debts and that had to come first in her books.

Now they were in the black, and it wasn’t unfeasible anymore, not really. It just meant tightening the purse strings quite a bit, though she’d seen the amount of shopping bags Anthony had been carrying today, he’d put a dent in his card to make Christy happy. He’d have to stop doing that to get this fence and lighting in place.

“The fence,” Allen stated, “I think should be a proper one, seeing as who fell into the canyon,

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and it was broad daylight as well.” He shook his head as if dismayed by the fact that it was Christy, only the newly shifted had ever fallen into it before.

Though she now had her own theory on what happened out here, that Christy had simply been aiming to stop Anthony from going to that gala with her and being seen as they still got along, and no photos of them together were being snapped. It clearly wasn’t beyond Christy to injure herself on purpose just to get Anthony’s attention and take him away from her.

“Not just the waist–high wooden posts with a chain between them, as is the cheapest option open to us,” Allen stated as he brought up the image of the previous plans.

“What is it you’re thinking, Allen?” she asked. “We are in the black and can afford something that would be more secure. Safety, I think, has to come first. Seeing as it was Christy that got injured, I can push that agenda to have pack cards limited for all ranked members, including Anthony himself. If he says no…” she sighed. “I’ll remind him it was his Luna that got injured, and it’s her safety were ensuring.”

“There are now a few more options open to us these days. I had Paul as the pack’s Gamma with a view to the Luna’s safety go through everything, and he chose several options.”

“I did, and I have that on my phone. Screenshot the fencing options I think are appropriate for this project.” Paul pulled his phone out and accessed his photos “Three types of fencing. Here is a wooden fence with three rungs. Farm fencing basically,” Paul stated.

“Simple and easy to install,” Allen agreed.

“Then there is pool fencing, clear Perspex with metal posts,” Paul stated and showed them the pictures. “This leaves an uninterrupted view of the canyon, aesthetically pleasing.”

“Hmm, a little more intricate to install due to the terrain and, of course, how big the panels themselves will be.” Allen nodded. “Though we could have them custom–made, that’s just more planning and measurements on my part, detailed fencing blueprints as well for the build, though it will take longer as well.”

“Then there is actual security fencing. It’s all metal, with vertical rungs.” Paul showed them that as well. “However, pack members do come out here all the time, for sunrise or sunset dates. The teens also have that make–out spot and the big bonfire area further down the canyon. So, I think we should take that into account when creating this fence,” Paul added.

“Agreed.” Mischa nodded, even she’d come out here for dates once upon a time, some of the sunsets were absolutely amazing. “The glass–panelled fencing would leave the most aesthetically pleasing view. But I don’t think that is the safest option, likely at a full wolfen run, it could see that Perspex break.”

“Agreed.” Both Allen and Paul nodded.

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They walked along the canyon and came to where the teens held their bonfires and sometimes camped out. It was at the highest point of the canyon and there were many downed tree trunks here that had been dragged or rolled to this very point to make seating.

The land was cleared inside those trees so that when they built and lit their bonfire it didn’t get out of control. She stood there at the edge, and looked into the canyon. Right that minute, without Laud’s wolfen sight, it just looked like a black hole of nothingness, and that was the reason it got fallen into at times.

“How about we combine the fencing?” Allen stated. “I could design something up. What about wooden farm–style fencing for the most part, but bring it to chest height, and have four rungs. Have that go along the canyon edge where nothing happens.

“But here and at the various make–out spots, we upgrade the actual areas as well, make them proper places to visit, put in an observation deck right here, proper seating and use the clear pool fencing for the view.”

“We could also clear a full path to go all the way around the canyon as well,” Paul nodded. “It would not only make for good, solid, safe access around the entire canyon and be like a border for it that can’t be missed, but also a good running track for training too. We can even add lights all along it.” Paul smiled. “Solar lights to keep the pack cost down.”

“Mm, I see it,” Mischa nodded, “Though solar is not going to help in the winter months. But yes, I agree a path would be like a border and prevent falls. I also feel we need a better way down into the canyon itself. For pack rescues, teens are stupid sometimes.” She chuckled a little. “Dare each other to do dangerous stunts,” she stated, and turned to point out the long rope swing handing from a tree not far from where they stood. “That I believe is new, but is used as a dare to swing out over the canyon edge. Unfortunately, I don’t think any fence is going to stop that kind of behavior.”

Both Allen and Paul laughed and Paul stated, “You’re right, they’d likely just climb the fence with the rope and launch themselves out there.”

“Mm, and come swinging back and hit the fence, bounce off and everyone watching will think it’s funny until someone falls into the canyon from that rebound,” she stated. “So we need to build proper access down into the canyon, a set of stairs and not just one at the lowest point, but one up here at the highest point too.”

“That will give the teens somewhere new to explore and muck around in as well, having access to the actual canyon.” Allen nodded.

“It will. There is plenty of room down there for future planning as well. Say, a fun dirt bike trail with jumps and tight corners.” Paul nodded.

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“Maybe proper camping within the pack for the teens, away from their parents but still safe at the same time. It’s all inside the pack. We could designate it a teen zone,” Mischa stated. That would be good, and she could get teen input on what they wanted down there to. “I’ll look at funding for it later. But the fence and observation decks are a go for me. That is pack safety, and we don’t want any more falls into the canyon, so first to be attended. Then the stairs at the lowest access point to the canyon floor, then we can look at what the teens want down there.”

“Heck, if you give them access to it, they might be industrious enough to create bike tracks all on their own without the use of pack funds.” Allen nodded. “Give them free rein, so to speak, I’m certain if just one of them has the idea of a massive bike track, they’d be on a mission to create it themselves. Problem solved.”

She smiled, it was likely “We could bring them all in for a meeting on it. I bet they’ve got their own ideas about that canyon and what it could be used for. As a teen I always thought camping down there would be fun.”

“I’ll mock up something and add a few lights down in the canyon itself,” Allen commented, ” That should also keep it visible to all. Lights on the path around the canyon up here and down there in the canyon as well.”

“Alright, it seems like we got a plan,” Mischa nodded. “Allen, if you’re happy to do up a few designs, check the lay of the land and decide upon a proper path design, confer with Paul about materials and, between you two, a few different designs can be created for a pack vote. Then we can start working on it when the snow is gone.”

“Alright.” They both agreed.

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