Casanova launched his attack on the unwary elk. It thrashed and thrashed, but Casanova firmly held his grip on the elks splurted into his , after what seemed like years,the elk went howled truimphantly over his of a sudden,a soft throbbing on the shoulder woke him up from his ,the little black wolf pup, woke up to see his mothers eyes shining at pups mother,nudged his brother and sister,who were sleeping soundly beside they scurried outside,the pups grandmother,a white wolf,the alpha female,greeted pups wrestled,and Casanova ended at the bottom of the pile. The pups would use this strategy when they would become adults to show their ,didnt really care,he just liked the ,the pups grandfather was out searching for food. He found an elk carcass near a small herd of he neared the carcass,a grizzly came charging out of the wolf ran for his life. The bear came close to the carcass,but was stopped by the smell of death had made them nervous. The grizzly didnt take any chances,and went to look for a food that didnt charge with horns. The pups grandfather managed to drag the carcass out of the herd,and was he came home, Casanova and his siblings rushed out to greet it was Casanova,s grandfather snarled at any wolf that came close to the carcass,until the pup had his fill. For Casanova and his siblings,this was the life. But there lied more danger in Yellowstone outside the for now,the pups jobs were to eat,and play.