Dinner

The wolf lowered itself and began to back away from the entrance to the cave, never taking its eyes from her.  After reaching the back of the cave, it lay down with its head on its paws and relaxed.  She found herself creeping in as the wolf backed away, until she could see that there was a ground squirrel dead beside the woodpile.  She looked at the wolf.
"Is this for me?"  The wolf made no response, just kept its unblinking eyes locked on her every move.
Hunger drove her to act and she cautiously took the squirrel and supplies needed for a fire to the mouth of the cave.  While she got the fire going, she took her knife and skinned and gutted the squirrel. She would pause and look over her shoulder occasionally, but the wolf never seemed to have moved.
Once the squirrel was roasted and her mouth was watering from the delicious smell of the meat, she turned to the wolf. 
"Please join me," she said, holding out a portion of the meat toward the wolf.  The wolf rose up and padded slowly to the mouth of the cave where she sat next to the fire.  The creature was fearless and neatly took the squirrel meat from her hand and crouched down beside her to eat.
After sating her hunger, she turned her attention to the wolf that sat quietly at her side. 
"I see that you are a she-wolf.  What shall I call you?"