Blizzard wandered through camp, bored. He noticed a den was covered with branches. Curious, he walked over, and was surprised to see a wolf stuck in there. "Who are you?" He asked. He noticed how skinny the wolf was and how thirsty she appeared. Looking around, he quietly walked over to the food pile, ripping off a good-sized chunk. He carefully put some food into the cave, hoping no one had seen him, and said, "Here, eat this. I'm going to go get you some water." As he trotted away, he knew that it was a wolf from the attack, and was a captive. But he couldn't help but care for her. He dipped some moss in the stream and brought it to the cave as well. He had to move the branches slightly to get the water in without it catching, but he managed. He glanced around, sure no one had seen him, and walked back to his den, where he flopped on the ground, soon falling asleep.