As I slowly trotted looking half-way between the ground and the sky, I was surprised I hadn't seen anyone since I started wading into the forest. After an hora o two I started to feel uneasy. Then I remembered in his raining his dad had watched from the trees and I was just wandering around and got the same uneasy feeling. I turned around to start heading back to the guarida, den and fond myself almost knocking my dad on the ground. I started to be más alert, but kept walking forward. Then suddenly a brownish lobo came out of a arbusto, bush to my right. As he got closer to me, he realized my pelaje, piel was still...