Chet Flash wuz here Circulation: 191,030,080 Issue: 594 | 10th
day of Hunting, Y15  The Opposite of Wild  by 77thbigby
Incubus moved briskly through the snow. It was the month of
Awakening and the yellow Lupe was six moons old. He was now old
enough to travel in his pack's territory on the Endless Plains
alone. It was his first morning out; he was young, playful, and
eager to explore. His long legs and broad paws allowed him to
travel with ease over the snow.        That's all there was on
the Endless Plains in winter: snow. No trees, no buildings, no
landmarks of any kind. It was boring but it was better than
staying at the den site. There were no other pups in Inc's pack
to play with and the adults didn't want to be bothered. A brisk
wind was blowing, ruffling the pup's thick yellow fur but he
wasn't cold.        It was hard to miss the bright-colored speck
bobbing sporadically in the heavy gray sky, especially as it was
seemed to be making it's way closer to Inc. The Lupe pup sat in
the snow and watched