Phoenix Maplewood it bounces and i pounces

Both on their butts and both staring at each other, Sart's fears were quickly soothed as soon as the pup began to explain. Well okay then. She wasn't going to be eaten today. Perhaps too trusting, Sart tried to understand it all herself. "Yous not a bear?" she asked, double checking. This black wolf was a bit chubby and therefore bearish, but if she said she wasn't, well, then she wasn't a bear.

"Everybodies tries to eats me," she said as she peeled herself away from the tree. Her ears fell back as she slumped to her belly and lay there submissively. "But if yous wanna play, I knows a game!" At this, she lifted her head from the ground as the rest of her remained sprawled. "I's Sart. I dunna has a mommy no mores, but I knows a game! Is called chase. One of us runs and hides and the other ones goes and finds them."