Mudminnow River we are the greatest pretenders

Likewise, that affirmation was as good as gold to Mordecai. "You must be apart of the pack we heard a while back then," he said. It was as likely guess as any, given that in that present time the Hollow was sandwiched crudely between a pack to the north and the south.

"I'm Mordecai, one of your neighbors. There's another pack to our south as well." It seemed as fair as any point for an introduction and an exchange of information. He suspected that this wolf would do with it what any of them would do, and already the proposition of whether or not they would also share hunting grounds occurred to Mordecai. But he could not speak for the lands past the distant forests of their little neck of the valley, so perhaps not.