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ment that, despite this incessant warring, for 
fifteen years the wolves actually multiplied. 
Both old wolves play with the puppies, and 
on rare occasions both at the same time. More 
often one of the old ones allows the puppies to 
play with it. The old one will lie full length 
while the puppies tug and chew at its ears, bite 
and tug at tail, and snap at nose. Upon the old 
one they climb, trampling and scuffling about. 
To all this the old one submits without a move, 
unless it is to encourage or prolong the interest 
of the puppies. 
A mated wolf is happy in the company of 
the mate. When well fed and with leisure time 
—no puppies to watch over—they lie in the sun 
near the den usually with one resting its head 
upon the body of the other. Or, puppylike, 
they may wrestle and play together for an hour 
without ceasing. 
Numbers often play together. In the “Ad- 
ventures of a Nature Guide” I have told of a 
number playing with a tumbleweed on a windy 
prairie. 
Sometimes they go away exploring. A trip 
of this kind often carries them far beyond the 
bounds of their home territory. Sometimes 
they appear to have a place in mind when they 
start; again they wander here and there, fol- 
lowing each inclination or new interest. 
