Whitefish River Escapee

"It's not safe for you to roam alone, small one. Perhaps we could talk more on the way back and I could tell your parents that you're unhappy, hm?" He quickly fulfilled his promise of food, returning to the riverside. Hopefully the fish that they'd undoubtedly scared off earlier had returned by now.

He placed his nose in the water and breathed out, blowing bubbles and stirring up the water. A swarm of tiny fish panicked and swam off, nothing for a wolf anyhow. Then he noticed a substantially larger fish, he was quick to snag it by it's fin and tossed it towards the pup. There were more. Three more to be exact. He wasn't sure how hungry the pup was but he continued to toss each fish onto the shore. He held them with his paws while he waited for the pup to dispose of the first.

He took a moment to address the dog across the river, "Toblero, I'm sorry that is all I caught of your name. The small one has agreed to allow me to escort her home. Her trail leads that way. The wolf gestured with his nose towards the north. He decided to add just in case. "She will be safe with me, I promise. If you do not trust, you are welcome to follow.