Hanna was much younger than Wart. She walked right up to Shadow, who sat besides Wolf, and reached up to pet him. Her mother let out an audible gasp, but Shadow sniffed at the girl and then licked her face. Hanna giggled, "Can I play with him?"
Wolf looked at Hanna's mother then at her father who slightly shook his head and then he told the girl, "He's had a long trip and is very tired. Ask your mother again later."
"You must be starving," the mother said. "Let's eat." They all sat down at the round table at the center of the pavilion where dinner had been set.
Shadow lay besides Wolf's chair during dinner. After a few minutes Mr. Cunningham asked Wolf if Shadow would like some dog food.
"No, Sir," he replied. "Shadow won't eat it." Wolf already expected the next question.
"What does
