"This dog's a wolf," Caleb said quietly, looking down at the happy pup. "Why is the dog a wolf?"

It was easier to ask completely unrelated questions than to stand there hurting. But there was a tightness in his throat and a burning in his eyes, and he was reaching up a hand to swipe the sleeve of his robe across his eyes anyway.

"I think maybe people here are just confused about... about dogs."