In the late whiter and early spring—the love-season—the Hounds will not hunt a She-wolf.
The she-wolf, too, left her litter and went out in search of meat.
After that, the she-wolf in her hunting avoided the left fork.
And there, out in the snow of their back track, was the she-wolf waiting for him.
The she-wolf was one leap behind One Ear and holding her own.