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Ow!
Whoa. Look at their stride.
They're really tearing it up.
Good find, Runt.
Yeah, little bro.
Your tree hugging talents have done good today.
They would give you two a run for your meal and leave me in the dust.
Oh.
Let's show them how to do it.
Okay, run them to the right.
Closing in.
Stinky, easy now.
Okay, Runt, now step it up.
Coming through.
Now run them to the rocks, guys.
it's showtime.
Thank you, Mom.
Oh, Claudette, we could have been feasting.
Too young.
But let's hear it for the mom slide.
Yeah. You're getting better, Sis.
- Great moves. - Thanks.
That turn- Amazing.
It's all in the paws.
My name's Fleet. We're from the Northern team.
Hey, I'm Claudette.
This is my bro Stinky and our younger bro, Runt.
Yeah, younger by two minutes.
So the Northern hunting team?
No, Northern team for the Great Games.
The Great Games? What is that?
- - What's funny?
Wait a minute. You really don't know.
Where are you wolves from?
The Western pack. As in the Western pack.
Oh, fight. Makes sense.
Was there something the pretty gossip girl wanted to share?
Easy. Magril says the Western pack took a pass at the Games.
Took a pass?
When we hit junior status, each region sends in five junior-aged alpha wolves.
' - Huh?
Oh. Correction, five junior-aged critters.
Doesn't have to be us alphas. Just ends up being that way.
You know, winning.
The Eastern team.
Yo, Fleet, you gonna bring it?
We're gonna bring it, Ed.
And let me guess- the Southern team?
Yeah.
Well, looks like everyone is going to bring it, except for us.
Fleet! Back to training!
Coach is calling.
Hey, since you're not in the Games, cheer for the Northern pack.
Did he just ask us to be his cheer wolves?
And as the omega, I guess that makes me the water boy.
Come on. We need a serious discussion with Dad.
Very serious.
Yeah!
- When the alphas are away- - The omegas do play.
Gotta love those alpha hunting trips.
- How long is Kate gonna be gone? - At least five moons.
Woo-hoo! Yeah!
Humphrey, my dog, it's been too long.
Well, Mooch, I'm a hubby and dad.
Had to put the omega in park.
Huh. Who knew? The bachelor with a bit of a reputation.
And along came Kate, and I get tamed.
Tamed? More like told to “Sit.”
- - Dad.
VVhoa,pups. How long have you been there?
You had us at “reputation.”
Dad, do you know anything about the Great Games?
Yeah, we used to play.
Well, why aren't we in it?
Last time we checked, we were all juniors.
Though my skill set is more of a senior.
Seriously, Dad.
Hey, remember when Kate led us to victory?
Mom won that?
She didn't win it. She killed it!
Remember the turns?
Dad, I'm feeling a little slighted here and a bit snappy-jaw.
Stinky, relax.
Yeah, well, I feel thrown under the stampede.
Don't be dramatic, Runt.
We're juniors. We should be playing.
Everyone should be playing. That's the point.
The Games used to be for all critters, not just alpha wolves.
Yeah. I did my Games with two bears, one alpha wolf and a squirrel.
- Huh. How'd that work out? - Not so good.
The alpha got hungry and ate the squirrel.
Look, you know what our pack stands for.
Until the Games return to being for all critters, we're taking a pass.
But, Dad, we're never going to be juniors again.
This is our last chance. I mean, Mom got to play.
What can I say? That isn't how we roll.
What if we formed a team? Huh? The right way.
Included everyone and showed them we can compete?
Claudette, the Games are in a few days...
and it takes five to form a team.
Those alpha wolves you saw, they've been training all winter.
We came, we pleaded, we failed.
Go Northern pack!
- What am I doing? - Get back here, you peckers!
Oh, isn't it cute, flying around little junior's snout?
- Yeah. - Little junior?
Flap, flap. I'll show you “cute”!
Whoa.
Yo, junior bear! Wait, junior bear!
So, tell me again.
It was this little guy. You should have seen how fast he was.
And his jump- Seriously, he almost laid up a flock of birds.
So the plan is?
Have you heard of drafting? And he said he was a junior.
Okay, wait. I'm picking something up.
It's definitely a bear, but not very junior.
I'm smelling it too.
Yeah, it's getting stronger.
Hi there. We're just here to find this cub-junior guy.
[Growling 1
We just want him to join our team.
- - What the-
Oh, my gosh. There he is.
And there they are.
Hi. I saw you on the field today...
and I wanted to come and have a friendly chat.
- You're a junior? - Uh, yeah.
Great. My brothers and I want to talk to you about joining the Great Games.
- 100 feet. - Sis, we may need to take them on.
- 50 feet. - Aren't the Games an all alpha-wolf club?
- 30 feet. - We want to make it for the entire Western Region.
- 20 feet. - Got it.
Wow. I should learn that.
My name is Claudette, and this is Stinky and Runt.
I'm Brent, and this is my friend-
And protector. Agnes.
Uh, protector?
Protector, mentor, coach, agent. What's the pitch?
Well, Brent, I saw you running in the field today.
Looks like you were chasing birds.
You see? Everyone saw it.
- Brent, it's okay. -
No, it's not!
Ah. Okay, reset. You were saying?
Look, you're really fast, and from what I saw, a great jumper.
Ah, shucks.
I'm just a country bear.
Is there an offer?
Yeah, to join our team.
- But what else? - Like what?
Hmm. The wolves have a nice bunch of berry bushes.
- Done. - And Salmon Falls, for fishing?
- Done. - Okay.
- We'll get back to you. - What? I need to know now.
We only have a few days of training before the Games begin.
Pushy, pushy. Brent, huddle.
She's working you.
I know, but I want to do it, and I'm a junior.
Aren't we all?
Okay. I'll do it, but Agnes comes.
Yeah. Great to have supporters.
No, she comes as part of the team.
Okay. He gets worked and I get stares.
Western team.
- Look strong. -
' '
He's fast. But he can't turn like you, Claudette.
He didn't have Mom to teach him.
Well, I did, and I still can't turn like you.
- Hey there. - Hi.
So, is this my cheering section? Huh?
That's funny. More like kick-your-butt section.
And we could settle it right now if you want.
Whoa. Now that's a throw-down.
Uh- Hey, wolves. I think we'll just practice today, okay?
Hey, you need the field?
Well, it might be a good to take a few laps.
Sure. Go for it.
Western team, we're going to take a few laps around the field.
Slow build to a hunting stride.
Yo. Ed, right?
- Um, yeah. Hi. - We're the Western team.
Okay, let's kick it up a notch.
Let's get our legs under us.
How y'all doing?
Uh, Southern team, right?
- - What?
Ignore them.
I'll show those dogs “fast.”
Agnes. Stay in line.
Agnes, control your speed. You know what happens.
What happens?
Nice catch. But get back in line, you two.
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