Bearclaw Valley my moon, oh my moon

"Really?" asked Lucas, with eyes growing wide, and almost instantly his entire body began to jiggle with excitement. He knew it. She was magic! Mona was the first magic wolf Lucas had ever met and he intended to see everything she could do with it. It would make for an amazing story to tell his mom and Piper later!

Wyatt's head was poking out of the den now, and Lucas was quick to loop him in on the game. "C'mon, Wy, we gotsa hide! She's gonna use magics to fin' us!" Jostling his slimmer brother, the pudgy Arctic pup took off to find the best hiding place possible. Wyatt did the most predictable thing and sank back into the den, utilizing that for his hiding place. Lucas was much more spontaneous and ran for the nearby stand of trees.

He looked around for several moments, tail beating as he rapidly flicked through his options, and then crammed himself awkwardly into a hollow at the roots of a tree. It took a lot of effort to shove his bulk down in there, and he never once stopped to think about how much harder it was going to be to get out of the hole; all he was thinking about was hiding as well as he could so that Mona had to use her magic to figure out where he went.