Blacktail Deer Plateau baby's first everything

Aha! That is good info. I love the wolf.org chart.

Pura Virtúte's manners did not yet extend to verbal gratitude, but he refrained from soiling himself in Peregrine's presence as thanks - Hawkeye, who bore witness to the pup's less thankful side more often than was fair, would have recognized that as high praise indeed.

Wherever he fit into the family tree, for now, Pura was content just to be - but not 'be asleep', or 'be still', and certainly not 'be-have'. Peregrine's aura differed from his wife's, and it was one that the blue-grey infant had yet to fully immerse himself in. The mission waited for no man - or pup.

He wiggled left, right, then left again, and eventually built up enough momentum to turn onto his belly with a satisfied squawk. The upset made his gut rumble dangerously. Centimeter by centimeter, the blind and deaf little boy commando-crawled towards Dunk Perry, each tiny, scrabbling footfall representing a bigger victory than the last.