Mudminnow River east hastings

He submitted and she felt that familiar satisfaction soothe.  He knew his place... this was good.  It was a mix of approval and pity, of course, but it allowed her to relax some.

Obviously he did not teach you well, she cut back haughtily.  But she stepped forwards, towards him and the stream.  Of course I do.  But I want to see you try it again.  She'd had an idea, a way to play with this wolf.  So she circled around, to the side on the stream, and remained there.  As she did, she watched, waiting to see if he would demonstrate.