There was a show of strength and a playful gesture, a game that they had started for the boy and intended to keep playing for as long as they could. Sitjariaq leaned a little closer, curiosity getting the better of him as he tried to see where the wolf had gone. A scuffle here, a struggle there. Now the boy was stuck and couldn't get out. A loud squeak erupted from his maw, calling out to the wolf for help in getting him out. This game was not fun any more! Help!
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