Whitefish River We've Been Treating Weekdays Like the Weekend

Inna decided to tag along with Speedy. She had learned a lot about herbs and plants, but she needed more experience. She had caught and ate a squirrel first, though, hence her lateness. She sat next to Speedy and looked at her feet. She was becoming more and more adjusted to pack life, but she was still intimidated by Ira. "May-may I help you..help Ira?" Gosh, she was terrible. why couldn't she speak like a normal wolf?