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She was yet too young to even take much interest in the squirrel. It mattered not. The game was meant to be eaten by the mother and to nourish her daughter through her. He had reasoned that had he buried it in a cache, it would have found its way here anyway.

The pup's cry caused his mouth to tighten. He glanced at the mother, then slowly shifted forward a bit and extended a broad paw. The black wolf let the white tips of his toes graze the child's small muzzle as he laid his equally white chin onto the dirt.