The next morning he saw five strange little animals next to the she-wolf. They made weak little noises but their eyes were not open. He left the cave quickly. He had to find food for the she-wolf. This time, when he took meat back to her, she did not snarl at him. Four of the cubs were red, but one was gray. This gray cub was a fighter. He fought his brothers -and sisters more than they fought him. He always wanted to leave the cave and his mother had to stop him. Then, after a time, there was no food. His father did not bring them any meat, and his mother had no milk. The cubs cried, but then they slept. When the gray cub felt strorig again, he only had one sister. The other cubs were dead. His sister slept all the time. Then the fire of life in her died too. Later, the cub's father died. The she-wolf knew this because she found his body in the woods. Near his dead body lived a large wildcat. The she-wolf found the wildcat's cave, but she did not go inside it. The wildcat was in there, with her babies, and she was dangerous. One day, the cub left the cave and began to walk. He hurt his feet and he ran into things. He often fell, but he learned quickly. In the woods he found a very young, thin, yellow animal. He turned it over with his foot and it made a strange noise. Suddenly, its mother jumped on him and bit his neck. Then she took her baby into the trees. The cub sat down and made weak little noises. He was there when the mother animal came back. He saw her long thin body and long thin head. She came nearer and nearer and then she bit his neck again. He snarled and tried to fight. But the mother animal fought hard. She wanted to kill him. Suddenly, the she-wolf ran through the trees and caught the mother animal