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Wolfish

Christiane M. Andrews
Contents ( 127)
  1. I
  2. ELEVENTH, OR COOKED CREAM
  3. II
  4. INTERLUDE—THE DAY OF ACCIDENTS, OR HOW ELEVENTH CAME TO BE FIRST
  5. III
  6. THE ORACLE AND THE APPRENTICE
  7. IV
  8. THE WATERS SPEAK
  9. V
  10. OVERCOOKED AND DESPISED
  11. VI
  12. LIKE THE LEAPING OF FROGS
  13. VII
  14. INTERLUDE—ANOTHER MISFORTUNE
  15. VIII
  16. A SACK OF CABBAGES IN THE DARK
  17. IX
  18. NO WORDS
  19. X
  20. THE MORNING PERAMBULATION OF THE SHEPHERD, OR THE HAREBRAINED AIRMONGER
  21. XI
  22. TENDER MANDIBLES
  23. XII
  24. FUR
  25. XIII
  26. HEARTH
  27. XIV
  28. THE LIMBS OF ANTS AND BEETLES
  29. XV
  30. THE WAY A BEAR LICKS HER CUBS INTO SHAPE
  31. XVI
  32. WHAT ANIMAL?
  33. XVII
  34. TRUTHS, OR TWO WHEELS SHEEP CHEESE
  35. XVIII
  36. ALL-TOOTHY FUR
  37. XIX
  38. AN EMPTINESS ALMOST UNEMPTIED
  39. XX
  40. A DELICATE ANIMAL
  41. XXI
  42. AH, THERE YOU ARE
  43. XXII
  44. NEVER MIND WORDS AND MAGIC AND MEANT TO
  45. XXIII
  46. THE FLOWERS THAT BLOOM IN THE THICK MUCK OF PIGS
  47. XXIV
  48. THE ROUND GOODNESS OF EGG
  49. XXV
  50. JUST A LONE MALE
  51. XXVI
  52. INTERLUDE—AN INFESTATION IN THE PRIESTS’ LIBRARY
  53. XXVII
  54. INKY BEETLES OF TRUTH
  55. XXVIII
  56. LOVE MAKES HER LIGHT AS A LAMB
  57. XXIX
  58. THE PIGLETS GROW FASTER TO PLEASE HIM
  59. XXX
  60. A MOUNTAIN TO MAKE THE SOUND MM
  61. XXXI
  62. WITH SOOT LEFT FROM FLAMES
  63. XXXII
  64. ANOTHER PANCAKE, PERHAPS?
  65. XXXIII
  66. SLIPPERY FISH SCALES
  67. XXXIV
  68. INTERLUDE—A MASSAGE OF THE TOES AND A TONIC OF BEETROOT
  69. XXXV
  70. A FAT, FLABBY RAT IN ITS MOUTH
  71. XXXVI
  72. A LITTLE CLOUD
  73. XXXVII
  74. A LIE, A SEED OF UNCERTAINTY
  75. XXXVIII
  76. NOTHING-FULL
  77. XXXIX
  78. THE SMELL OF BIRDS IN THE AIR
  79. XL
  80. ONETWOTHREEFOURFIVESIX
  81. XLI
  82. THE KING GROWS TIRED OF HIS ACROBATS
  83. XLII
  84. A GREASY SHRIEK
  85. XLIII
  86. TSPTSP, OR THE VIOLENT NOISE OF NATURE
  87. XLIV
  88. THE FEELING OF TEETH IN HIS MOUTH
  89. XLV
  90. A TERRIFYING EAGERNESS, OR CURDS ROUNDING IN WHEY
  91. XLVI
  92. DORMICE, FLAMINGOES, HONEYCAKE, PLUMS
  93. XLVII
  94. SAUSAGE-GREASED FINGERS
  95. XLVIII
  96. ALL BELLY EMPTY AND FULL
  97. XLIX
  98. A PLATTER OF MEAT
  99. L
  100. EMPTY, EMPTY, EMPTY
  101. LI
  102. SOFT, FAT, AND GHOSTLY
  103. LII
  104. DRIP
  105. LIII
  106. THE NO-LONGER-A-BOY-BOY-KING, OR TTHHHRRRP
  107. LIV
  108. THE UNPICKING
  109. LV
  110. A MIRAGE, A FEVER
  111. LVI
  112. HOW CURIOUS: A WAY IN
  113. LVII
  114. TOO-HASTY SEAMS
  115. LVIII
  116. HE LEAVES THE BONES
  117. LIX
  118. NO-LONGER-A-NO-LONGER-A-BOY-BOY-KING
  119. LX
  120. SHE SPEAKS! SHE SPEAKS!
  121. LXI
  122. WRRRR
  123. LXII
  124. INTERLUDE—FRAGMENTS AND EPHEMERA
  125. LXIII
  126. LIKE SLEEPING, LIKE DREAMING
  127. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Names: Andrews, Christiane M., author.

Title: Wolfish / Christiane M. Andrews.

Description: First edition. | New York : Little, Brown and Company, 2022. | Audience: Ages 8–12 | Summary: “A young shepherdess, her wolf companion, and a young oracle-apprentice must stop a king’s reign of terror after he receives a frightening prophecy”— Provided by publisher.

Identifiers: LCCN 2021056401 | ISBN 9780316496063 (hardcover) | ISBN 9780316496070 (ebook)

Subjects: CYAC: Prophecies—Fiction. | Kings, queens, rulers, etc.—Fiction. | Fantasy. | LCGFT: Fantasy fiction. | Novels.

Classification: LCC PZ7.1.A5327 W65 2022 | DDC [Fic]—dc23

LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2021056401

ISBNs: 978-0-316-49606-3 (hardcover), 978-0-316-49607-0 (ebook)

E3-20220920-JV-NF-ORI

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For my parents and my sister

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ELEVENTH, OR COOKED CREAM

Once, long ago, in a distant, more brutish age, lived a boy with a face as flat and blank and soft as a dish of cooked cream.

Cooked cream was, in fact, the most interesting part of his days: He ate it in the humid evenings alone in his chamber while the mosquitoes whined behind the linen-wrapped windows; he ate it, sometimes, in the mornings, on the little shaded stool beside the door, when his governor had been convinced he had learned enough—if not all—of his lesson; he ate it furtively, in quick, gulping bites, in the afternoons in the kitchen when Cook had taken herself off to the ponds to splash water over the redness of her face and arms. He liked to crumble honeycomb over it, or smear fig paste into it, or swirl plum passum around it… he would hold the sweetness on his tongue and close his eyes and listen to the distant sounds of Gardener or Governor or Cook, or, rarely, Mother, moving about the house and grounds. Yes, his flat, blank, soft face hovering over the dish—cooked cream over cooked cream—would nearly smile. Yes.