Silvertip Mountain When Snows Arrive

Quickie post where June, being June, screws up.

June liked games. It seemed as if this meeting would become a big game - so when her father finished explaining, her enthusiasm was overwhelming. She dove quickly towards the pile, scooping up the small white rock in her muzzle and then settling back, flumping her butt down and grinning at the surrounding wolves, the stone held carefully between her teeth. Did she win the game?