Porcupine Ridge Grab your passport and my hand

Slavik felt that he and Speedy had much in common, they thought similarly and just seemed to click. When prompted about his sister’s location, his eyebrows narrowed. No, I don’t know. But I’m sure she’s ok, believe it or not she was as big as me! he said with a smile though he was still trying to convince himself. If Simsey was in trouble and he didn’t even know, it was a fear that crossed his mind often. Being an empathetic wolf, his family and friends meant the world to him, and he would protect them at all costs. He would be broken if in someway he’d let her down.

At the point in Speedy’s tale when she dictated her father’s first words to her, Slavik let out good natured laugh. That sounded like the kind of thing he’d do, and he totally admired her parent’s spunk. That’s amazing. That was Speedy, he repeated, then met her golden eyes. She said it fit her well, and the blonde nodded enthusiastically in agreement. Oh definitely it does! Dude, if I hadn’t tricked you there’d a’ been no way i could’ve caught you in the lake, he said with a teasing grin, giving her a quick lick on her nose.