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The brown wolf had no answer for him again. Taggarik watched his companion playfully trace the squirrel's movements with an amused chuff. The black wolf had never seen the talented tree-climbers fall, and knew them to be pranksters on occasion, taunting their predators by staying just out of reach. They made themselves the proverbial steak in front of the dog's nose in this way.

As they made their way down the slope, Farstep broke from Taggarik's side in pursuit of scents along the lake's edge. The black wolf stilled and watched him for a few moments, aware of the amiable body language that invited him along, but also said he was content in his new surroundings and new place. Tagg extended his body into a stretch, and thinking he would let his newest recruit explore on his own, continued on his way.