Where it all began

Walk | "Talk" | think

Rudy followed along and seemed on surprisingly good behavior.  He followed along at his mom’s pace, with his only changing pace being to occasionally catch up to Art when Art wasn’t going back to him.  When even with him the occasional shoulder push or paw swat had to show itself.  He was staying in line but Rudyard was still happy, frisky, and playful so Art was the natural source to take it out on.  

Rudy was once more doing his best to behave himself, proved with his keeping in line but his mind was already imagining these other wolves and what might come from it.  He was looking about at the strange scenery and thinking about how he’d want to spend more time out here exploring in the future.  Plenty of questions and potential future plans kept him in check.

Mom’s reminder of being on best behavior was noticed only a minute after biting some sort of beetle that had been crawling on a blade of grass.  After a moment he spat the black bug back out.  It tasted yucky.  Oh right, mom.  He looked up at Tam, wagging his tail joyous and completely innocent appearing eyes offering up a “yes mama.  We’ll be good!” Well, at least he and Art would.  Art was almost always good and Rudy would be good today with a bunch of new wolves to meet.  What could go wrong?

Another pup and a fox were approaching!  Wow, a fox with her? They had to be part of this pack and therefore perfectly safe.  Rudy charged ahead to meet this wolf, “C’mon Art!” He called back behind him before ahead, “Hi! Prob’ly.  Depending who they are, who are you?” glancing back to Tam, “Mama is it her mom and dad you’re friends with?”