FOREST WOLVES
Climbing along the river’s edge on an overgrown path, after an hour and a half we reached a tiny clearing surrounded by tall trees and elevated above the river. Here we found a pit with the remains of a fire. The place was a convenient one, and we decided to stay there. We were also rather tired. Mitka fossicked around in the fire pit, and found several still-warm baked potatoes. This find did not alarm us, probably there were fishermen in these parts. A little further on, in the bushes, I saw a fine shanty. It was a whole camping ground. We didn’t want to leave this place to go anywhere else, and we also didn’t have any energy to do so. Evening had begun to fall. Come what may, we thought. We’d eat and spend the night there, and in the morning we would decide what to do nex
