Whitefish River The River

Macawi allowed the big male wolf to close his jaws around the scruff of her neck and pull her to shore. She helped as best she could, but mainly she was focused on keeping her snout above the water. She tried to kick, but she was afraid she might kick her rescuer if she did that, so she decided to just stay still. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, they both made it to shore.

Macawi lay exhausted on the other side of the river, every once in a while coughing up water. "Thank you, friend," she said weakly, as the wolf lay heaving beside her. "Thank you."