My dad gave me a ride on his back once when I was small. It was one of the most fun days of my life, for a small pup, to be lifted by a bigger wolf's back and see even above his head is great. It felt like being at the top of the world on a mountain that moved! It was very fun.

As I asked him if he ever got a ride on another wolf's back and he told me he hadn't. I could see his eyes light up. Excitement in his voice. Well, it would be truly fun. Especially feeling me climbing that place.

- Oh, of course!

I replied, lowering myself to the ground and allowing him to climb on my back. I waited as he scrambled up on my back, smiling as he did. He took a while and I just waited for him to adjust himself on my back. I felt his small paw tapping on my side and slowly got up, careful not to let him fall.

- Now... Before we just proceed climbing a steep place, I need to teach you how to ride.- I told him - ...You will feel my strength from up there as I move. All you have to do is be careful and follow my move. Lets try it...

I started moving, slowly in a walk, moving foward, avoiding the cliff for now as we trained.

- If you feel you will fall, you can bite my scruff and hold. How is it going up there?

I asked. My frame moving slowly and in big circles so he could feel how it was first. Last thing I wanted was to let him fall and hurt himself. Even the way we walk changes as we give a ride to a pup. We cannot walk so suddenly or jump, make quick moves.

”I am your prince charming”

.Attu