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Two minutes later, it began to rain. Towhee cast her orange eyes eastward, a smile breaking out on her face when she saw Skipjack galloping this way. She watched as he navigated his way to the cottage and then inside it with impressive precision. She laughed and ducked in right behind him, her tail getting soaked by the sudden deluge.

She shook it out as she watched the little boy tumble to the floor, clearly delighted with himself and his little adventure. Towhee felt a great deal of pride, mixed with relief. She knew a blind wolf could figure out the world—check out Fennec—but it was still heartening to see Skipjack enjoying such success.

Great job, Skippy! she said, grabbing him into a quick noogie before letting go and flopping onto the floor beside him. What do you want to do now? We could play a game. I’m sure your parents and Otter will be back soon, considering the weather. Maybe we can all play that Simon Says game you like so much?