To my surprise, he nods and I sense him transmitting a mental message to another wolf on his team. Within seconds, I hear a questioning squawk. “I’m here, Eugene!” He appears in the arms of a she-wolf with his feathers all ruffled and I snatch him from her. “You behave for the nice doctor, pup,” Ruben warns, “and you can keep your rooster. If not, he goes on a spit for me and my boys.”
