Northstar Vale Cute without the E.

Towhee called him rude and then asked why they were yelling. Jack didn’t know why she was yelling, but he was doing it because she was clearly hard of hearing. Which was fine and dandy until she aimed a pointed statement for his jugular.

The young wolf spun around to look at her with betrayal scribbled into his expression.

What’s that mean? HUH? I catch things! Not fish, but he had caught a number of critters that tasted way better than smelly fish. Jack wondered if his mom thought he was incapable. The very thought was enough to make his fur stand up.

I didn’t catch the fish but I found it with my nose so that’s better. I didn’t even have to work, mom.

A meal earned without any labor was a good one.