"Quick! This way!" She waved the wolf towards a thick grove of trees. "I will have to stay here, but you two must make it to America and lay low until I can come over there, alright?" The wolf looked up at his sister with his little fox sister by the scruff in his mouth. He nodded.
She wrapped a long scarf around his furry neck and kissed both of their heads before pushing them into the trees. "Sister, you will be safe, but take this," He put down his little sister, dropped a necklace at her feet and picked up the fox again, before turning and running.
"Be safe... Ivan." She whispered. The wind whisked her words away, and were lost to Father Time. She turned and walked back to the little town she lived in, not knowing what would await her.