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Once the pups and I reach the lake, we run drills on how waterways can hide any wolf scent from hunters. The pups are in rare form, mastering every drill with ease. Excitement runs through the pack.
With the regular drills completed, we spend the rest of the day swimming and hunting. The lake is surrounded by white sand. Low waves crash along the shore. It’s not enough for a man or grown wolf to find the water forceful, but the pups love battling the surf.
The sun hangs low in the sky when we finally head back to the safety of the city walls. I catch Grayson’s voice in the distance. She’s talking about human history and the difference between Western and Eastern powers. I picture her sitting under the weeping oak with her six students nearby. The picnic basket must be empty by n
