"I've always wanted a family, too, Anook." Denali replied. "Yes, I would like to have pups." Anook's tail perked up, and he led the way into the den. By morning, Denali was heavy with huskyhounds.

Months went by, and Denali was dew very soon to have pups. She stayed in the den while Anook was out hunting, and he brought her water soaked into moss. Every now and then, he would even catch her a fish.

One day, while Anook was out hunting, a ripple of pain ripped through Denali's body. The pups were coming. After a hour of pushing, the pups were all finally born. They pressed close to thier mothers body, drunking her milk.

Anook arrived just as the last of the three pups were born. A girl... and a runt. "What are thier names?" Anook asked. "That one," she pointed to a a black male, "Is Dervali. That one," she gestered to a brown female, "Is Omi. And that one," she said, licking the runt, a small white female, "That one is Komina."

A few months passed, and even though she was the runt, Komina did well, and kept growing, though she would always be the smallest. They all learned how to hunt, and they all learned how to fight and fish.

Omi was the best hunter, Dervali was the best fighter, and Komina was the best fisher, just like her mom. They all were one happy family.

And they lived happily ever after! ^^

:D!