A pale she wolf stood along the borders, considering something she had found along the snowy ground. She shifted from looking into the meadow beyond and gazed into the thick, tangle forest behind her. A light gray and tawny ear flicked back as she debated with herself.
For the past weeks she had been teaching the boys to hunt. They would go out at dusk to practice finding and tracking prey. Already they could recognize the scent of all the native prey animals. However short the autumn days had become, there was always plenty for them to find. Once or twice they had come across the tracks of an unknown wolf and Iopah was quick to instill cautious in the three pups. If they found fresh enough tracks and managed to be quiet, they stumbled upon the animals themselves. At first they'd thrown themselves after the deer. Iopah just sat and waited every time. Eventually they learned rushing at first sight without a plan was pointless. Once patience was learned the lessons advanced. Now they were chasing the deer, not with the intention to catch them, but to show how to drive them.
It was rewarding and frustrating at the same time. She wanted to race forward when she had to keep pace with the kids. She had to watch the deer bound away (laughing, most likely) when they had correctly driven the deer to the predetermined area.
The pale wolf looked back down at the deer tracks she had been considering. It was only a couple prints, but they were fresh and headed north to the openness of the cherry orchard. The ear swung forward to its rightful place. The boys could have the day off, Iopah needed to stretch her legs. No lessons today, this was the real thing. She turned, cream white legs lifting in excitement, to gaze into the Thicket of Secrets for a moment. Alone, she couldn't bring down a deer. But with help, perhaps the help of a larger male, she could. Feeling mischievous she flung her bead back and called for Koda.