“Remus!” his mother called breathlessly, her tone fondly exasperated. “Please don’t wander off out of my sight.”
“But mama!” The boy protested, his eyes wide. “I think that mama wolf is gonna let the puppies outta the den today! C’mon! We might miss it!” He stood at the edge of the forest, maybe a hundred feet away, impatiently waiting for her to finish gathering her supplies.