Ree is easily visible and identifiable: he runs up onto the porch, not the biggest wolf present but somehow clearly the dominant, even so, even to non-wolves. And he leaps up onto his hind legs, stretches up high enough to reach the porch roof, jab away at it and then jack-knife back down. All the slaves and servants are gathering, clothes and drinks and plates of food at hand, as wolves gradually shift and merge into wolf-kin humans, drag on clothes and laugh together and eat and drink, even after they’re no doubt savaged and swallowed down a rabbit or deer or two.
Not Ree, though.
-Wolf Slave, Alex Ankarr
*Call Of The Wild, Jack London
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