Whitefish River turn down for what

Osprey's loud splashing and laughing obscured all other sounds, rendering her deaf and distracted. Against her knowledge, another wolf approached, proffering none of the same respect for the plateau that she loftily demanded of her own domain's berth. The child didn't even realize she had company until the white she-wolf spoke. All noise ceased as the whelp froze, regarding the unfamiliar canine with fearless but wary eyes. Her parents had ingrained in their brood the dangers of the unknown, including other wolves, but most of it was natural instinct.

Yet today was a day for bucking tradition and breaking all the rules, wasn't it? When the stranger tempted her with secretive knowledge, the toddler hesitated a few beats and then boldly declared, "Ya, show me, show me!" She didn't move yet, save for the tentative waving of her sopping wet tail as she waited for the white wolf to make a move.