Swiftcurrent Creek Hopping down the bunny trail

Anger quickly forgotten with his daughter's promise to follow the rules, he soon became absorbed in the task of keeping up with her incredible curiosity. He inspected every scent she did, informing her which packmate they belonged to. We all mark the borders with our scent to keep out wolves that aren't pack members, he explained.

Her attention was suddenly drawn to a rabbit bounding out of a bush. He followed after her as she chased the creature, smiling down at her when she asked him what it was. That's a rabbit, he answered. We hunt and eat them. I've brought you one to eat a few times. He had never explained exactly what it was or how he had obtained it, though. He motioned for her to follow him as he returned to their patrol; the rabbit was long gone by now anyway.