10/15 Then Muskwa looked at Pipoonaskoos, and Pipoonaskoos looked at Muskwa. The tan-faced cub licked his chops just once, as if torn between the prospective delight of mauling Pipoonaskoos and the more imperative duty of following Thor. With a whimpering yelp he set off after his mother. All that night Thor and Iskwao kept by themselves in the buffalo willow thickets and the balsams of the creek-bottom. |