The strong survive [J]

This uncle the wolf spoke of sounded like a very interesting fellow. One day, he wished to meet him if only because he was still learning of Tartok and was curious to know a fuller version of the story than what Tonravik had supplied him. Perhaps the uncle he spoke of would one day wander this way. Until then?

Tonravik had heard and seen enough. This wolf was family and he was welcome. She moved, shifting to lead him further into the depths of their home. He caught her nod and echoed her approval. Moving on his paws, he turned and ventured back within their territory.