
a little praire dog is sitting by himself licking his wounds after a bitting from his brothers. Being the last born sometimes mean you are small in size and therfore can not defend your self. One day he and other Praire dogs was on guard looking out for ennemis and that can take some time but suddenly a Turky wolther apere out of the blue and the little Praire dog call out to warne them.
the other dogs thank him for being alurt and acsept him.