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He stood still for once, forepaws sunk into the pothole he had created, and listened with fascination as Finley explained. Birds...ate his friends? The thought horrified him, and he squinted up at the trees again in disgust, trying to spot any of the offenders. He had never really given any thought as to what other animals ate; the whole needing-food-to-survive thing for creatures other than wolves was lost on Lucca.

His mother's suggestion inspired a fresh round of enthusiasm in the boy. He leapt up with a feverish wag of his tail, though his excitement wasn't from the prospect of a meal — he was more delighted about getting revenge on those stupid birds for daring to eat his worm friends. "Yeah!" he cried. "Let's eat them!" He hadn't completely thought through the plan and was oblivious to the fact that he would have to sacrifice some of his friends for this to work, though. Oh well.