Little Goat Mountain whereas the Mushroom Kingdom Federal Reserve doesn't exist

he saw one begin to wander off. even if he wasn't born and raised in the wild, he — instinctively? — knew that was a bad move. should he go for it? 

he heard a voice, but couldn't discern the words. he just turned his head to the voice as he usually did, and was presented with yet another wolf. what was this, wolf city? wolf-tropolis? oh hey, he flicked his ear. what are those things? he gestured with his head. they sum kindaaaa.....fluffy deer? smol cow?