We headed to the wolf compound, arriving before Mom and Dad did, by intent. When they arrived, we were there to greet them. They stripped off, had their collars placed on them, leashes fastened to their collars, and were led into the community center, along with Dani and me. It was quite the little parade, and the wolves were interested. They knew that Gerhard's daughter and granddaughter were on leashes.

I couldn't know for certain, but I had a sneaking suspicion that wolves were not, on the whole, too fond of collars and leashes. It's how their domestic cousins were tamed and treated. No one growled, but they didn't appear...