Swiftcurrent Creek Fires

Rushing over to the wolf who had rescued her little cub, Leaf quickly recognized who it was. However, his name seemed to have slipped her mind. Ignoring this fact for a moment, she barked her thanks and went over to the baby raccoon. The little fellow was trembling out of fear, but it only took a few generous licks for him to calm down. Behind the little red wolf, a trail of four other baby raccoons came along. They encircled the found baby raccoon and began to swarm him with affection and reprimand. "Hi," she said with a smile dimpling her face. "I thought I had lost him for good. You're a pretty good fisher, aren't you?" she said as she mimicked his earlier motions with a swinging paw. "Can you teach me something? I'm awful." The little wolf had never boasted of her hunting skills and for good reason. She only hoped her poor skills had not been readily apparent at the most recent pack hunt.