But it happened otherwise. Wolf and looked at the foundling. She became like a madwoman bitterly licking their cubs, hoping that they are still alive. Durasrob decided that the child will die in the lair of the beast itself, from hunger, weaning from the mother's breast. But here Carapana Language miscalculated. By the wolf den galloped sharp-horned mountain sheep and gustosherstnaya Kurishk and drunk child with her milk. And it is at dawn led to Dukdaub. His mother pressed her son to the heart and vowed never again to anyone and would never trust her beloved child in the world.