The Wolf Whisperer Chapter 5: The Name

As the wolf awoke, Scarlet ran over to the river and scooped the cold water with her hands and drank it. The wolf slowly approached from behind and pushed her into the water with his nose. Scarlet hit the surface of the water making water fly up in the air like shards of glass being thrown up into the sky. The water sprayed the wolfs fur coat, the cold water felt like icy daggers stabbing into him. Scarlet swam to the river bank cold and wet but humoured by the wolf's cheekiness. She dashed to the warm grass, tripping on a stone and falling to the ground laughing. The wolf made a running leap onto her, throwing his head back with joy. Patting his shaggy fur Scarlet said suddenly, "Wolf, I think it's time that I give you a name". The wolf bowed his head in agreement. Scarlet sat there for a while, staring into the wolf's eyes, thinking of a name to call him. "What about Charlie?, the wolf crinkled it's nose in disgust, "I was just being silly" laughed Scarlet, "I have the perfect name for you". The wolf pricked it's ears up expectantly. "Z'ev", Scarlet said triumphantly, "It means wolf". The wolf liked the sound of Z'ev so he rolled over and licked the girl's face. "Ew, or maybe I should call you Dog's Breath?". The wolf made a small rumbling sound which Scarlet knew was laughter. "Come on Z'ev lets go find the pack".