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Certainly not as well as squirrels, he wanted to remind her. Wolves did not possess the light frames and capable hands of the smaller prey animals. Kiyoshi had spent more than enough time in the summer sun watching them scurry into the high portions of the trees before disappearing. Though he and his kin were capable beasts, he understood many of their own limitations.
 
“Toshi is not with me,” Kiyoshi answered her.
 
It was not uncommon for his brother to be the preferred companion. Toshi had an adventurous spirit and a tendency to find fun beneath any stone he overturned. Kiyoshi was an observer – at least, at that point in his life.
 
“Are you his friend?”