Llinnea liked her new freedoms, being allowed to leave the den. Mor was always watching her, though, and never let her get far by herself. If she were older and more experienced she might recognized that her mor was scared, but as it was Llinnea felt as if she were the victim of a great injustice. She had yet to meet the other pups of the pack - had yet to learn of their existence - but she wanted to go and find their friend who brought them treats.
Keeping her ears pricked for her mother, Llinnea crept from the den and peered around. She didn't see anything, so with her heart thumping in excitement she darted from the entrance to their safe haven and made a mad dash for the trees.