Redhawk Caldera Have you seen this wolf?

Bad mama... Bad Nova... Bad Ivy... But worst of them all was bad Benjamin. He felt bitterness choke him, pushing hard against the front of his throat and it made breathing harder than it used to be. A strange coldness had settled over his yellowed back, perhaps because the sun had disappeared behind a soft cloud. The day didn't feel as pretty anymore, not with the knowledge he might never see his family again. But I have dad, and dad has me - and we both have Bunnybutt and Granny Mally.

How come the failures stick together? He whimpered softly. He was desperate to change the subject, to believe everything would be okay. Wait, that's it... He sniffled and removed his muzzle from his father. We get to stick together, right?