mis queridos angelitos

She looked up to the voice of a dark gray and white wolf. Autumn smiled a little. Her feeling had been right. "Hey bro! I'm Autumn." She hoped he would not hunt her down or attack her. It was not uncommon for wolves to began chasing her. She thought eating her was like cannibalism. They were both canine- it was like them eating a coyote or a dog. She thought of vulpine as a smaller category that encased foxes. Her cousin Vulpus' name was derived from the word Vulpine. It reminded her of the family reunion, and what fun they'd had. Now she would go on her second journey around the Wilds, perhaps seeing them the next time she reached Silvertip.