Whitefish River turn down for what

The young cub responded exactly the way that Jinx had expected, causing a gleam of wicked humour to saturate her eyes. She had come to this place with the intent of wreaking havoc, but if her assumption was correct and if this child came from the pack, then she was presented with the opportunity to do much more than that.

“Okay, but I need you to come over here first,” said the pale female, flicking her snout as if to indicate her side of the shore. “You see, it's in my hidden clubhouse...” Jinx conspiratorially winked to add to the suspense, hoping the pup would be unable to resist the temptation of her own curiosity. A part of her on the inside was vomiting copiously at having to use sweetness to coerce the child closer, but it was a necessity, she decided.

The potential result was well worth any humiliation she put herself through now.