Whitefish River turn down for what

Jinx largely ignored the pup, then announced that she should be heading home. "But—" Osprey Jr. began to protest, "I nevew sawed—" Before she could mention the super secret in the hidden clubhouse, the white she-wolf splashed to the river's other shore, hoisted herself onto the bank and loped away.

Junior blinked after her retreating figure, then blinked when her uncle called her name and automatically obeyed. "I's not a wascal!" she protested with a slight giggle as she jumped to flank him, her wet fur leaving a soggy trail behind her. She nipped at Uncle Kisu's heels, then wove in and out of his legs, rubbing her wet body against them before trotting ahead and leading the way home.