Noble padded forward with his head raised, his eyes scanning the ground. He sniffed the air in hopes of catching even the faintest scent of prey, but he detected not a trace. He wrinkled his nose in frustration. This season was one of the harshest yet, at least that’s what his father reported. He glanced over his shoulder to see that his family was moving away. No one seemed to notice that the six-moon-old pup was not among them. Noble stood up on his back legs, wobbling a little as he used his tail to...