It was a new adventure for the pup.
But Neewa began to recover his good cheer.

For him the forest was home even if his mother was missing.

After his maddening experiences with Miki and the man-beast the velvety touch of the soft pine-needles under his feet and the familiar smells of the silent places filled him with a growing joy.

He was back in his old trails.

He sniffed the air and pricked up his ears, thrilled by the enlivening sensations of knowing that he was once more the small master of his own destiny.