Mule and her siblings, Reed, Moon, and her mother, Deer, were grazing on grass when a dark wolf prowled over to the spot. Deer yelped and started to run as Mule jumped up and follow her mother. She ran the way Deer pointed, but Reed and Moon were running opposite. The wolf was chasing Deer, and landed a killing bite. “Mama!” Mule cried, her siblings running towards her. They were huddled together, wondering whether they could survive. Mule and her siblings awoke to a bright sunrise. Their hooves touched soft grass as they yawned and galloped in search of a feeding spot. A doe was wandering near scents of wolf and cougar. Was that good? No, it was one of Mule’s kind. The wolf was nearby. A dark, smoke colored wolf sprang out from the trees. Well, Mule thought it was a wolf. It was a bit bigger, and maybe a bit more fat? She paused in her tracks. It was BEAR. “Reed! Moon! Run, it’s BEAR!” Her siblings perked up. “Bear?!” The bear was behind them. TO BE CONTINUED…
(Mule deer babies are in a wolfquest game that @Tawnystar_the_leader plays) Next: not yet! Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1388820931 First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1388820931
