Ankyra Sound working hard or hardly working

Now the stranger spoke. Lilimar had heard those words many times over, usually coming from a concerned wolf who didn't understand why the babe would be alone, but this one felt different. What did he want with their mother?

Like a not so skilled trickster, Lilimar quickly glanced west before running eastwards. With those short legs and their pudgy body they weren't exactly fast, but skipping through the grass you would think they thought otherwise. Where was their mother? Back at the den, hunting?