“We want to be on guard still,” said Henry. “Load up. His mate may be around here, and they say a she-wolverine is ten times worse than a he-one.”
“She’ll certainly be bad enough when she learns that we have killed her mate.”
“We may as well give up hunting around here,” went on Henry. “Our shots have probably scared away any deer that may be in this vicinity.”
“We can look for small game, Henry. I don’t want to go back empty-handed.”
“Listen!”
The two young hunters were reloading, when Henry uttered the exclamation.
“What did you hear?” asked Dave.
“Sounded to me like a wolf, and it was pretty close too.”
“I hope we don’t meet any wolves in this forest!” cried Dave.
Both listened, and soon heard three more wolves. They were coming along the trail made by the wolverine and the youths.