Great Bear Wilderness Reach for the dead

The last thing Peregrine expected to find in these splendorous autumn woods was the dead body of a fellow wolf. He spotted it from a distance, thinking it the carcass of a prey animal, but shrank back slightly when he realized what it was. It was a she-wolf with typical timber wolf markings. Her throat had been torn. He sniffed the air, yet detected no sign of any other large predators nearby. Whoever or whatever had done this was long gone.

Unsure of what to do—should he just leave her here? Or should he try to bury her?—Peregrine just stood there rather stupidly, deliberating.