O-Six howled long and low, unaccompanied by the pack. She might have been letting the Junction Butte wolves know that the valley was still hers, despite the Lamars’ long absence. Or, Rick thought, she might have been trying to bring 754 home, summoning him with her call as she had in Little America three years before, when he and his brother were just yearlings, and everything laid out below her still belonged to the Druids.
