Let's Go My Dear Watson!

Elthia would observe as the other wolf pulled herself out of the snow to land on her face, the woman would say that her name was Ashelia. She liked that name it was pretty, they would also thank her for her help. Why were they thanking her she didn’t need to be thanked she would have done it anyways, she loved to help. “No problem, I love helping!” she would smile as she looked up at the woman. She hoped she was like her when she got older, growing up was dull. She would catch a glimpse of the woman’s wagging tail, the small pup would run stumbling through the snow to reach the wolf’s tail. She would jump up trying to catch the tail and bring it down to the ground, this was fun.