Don't you suppose that mother moose was thinking when she stopped out there in the plain?
Wasn't she turning the situation over in her mind, if you want to speak of it as that, and mentally figuring just where the danger lay, and in which direction she ought to take flight?
And besides reason wild animals have instinct.

One proof of this is their sixth sense; the sense of--of--what do you call it ?" "Orientation ?" assisted Rod.
"Yes; that's it.Orientation.A bear, for instance, doesn't carry a compass with him, as some nature writers would like to have you believe, and yet he can go from this mountain to a den a hundred miles away as straight as a bird can fly.

That's instinct." "Then Wolf--" mused Rod slowly.
"Is with the hunt pack," finished the young Indian.
Mukoki spoke softly, as though to himself.
"Last winter the snow came, and now it is water.

Two moons past, Wolf, heem tame.

Now wild.