He was three-quarters dog, and the dog-part of him demanded companionship.
There was only Gray Wolf to give him that now.

They were alone.
Civilization was four hundred miles south of them.

The nearest Hudson's Bay post was sixty miles to the west.

Often, in the days of the woman and the baby, Gray Wolf had spent her nights alone out in the forest, waiting and calling for Kazan.

Now it was Kazan who was lonely and uneasy when he was away from her side.
In her blindness Gray Wolf could no longer hunt with her mate.