White Fang spent the first month of his life (stay)in the warmth of his mother. Never moving far from her side his whole world was the shadowy (safe)of the cave. Then one day, he noticed that one wall of the cave was different. This was the cave entrance that let in a little light. As time passed, he longed (go)towards that wall of light. But when he tried, his mother gave him a sharp whack on his nose. She knew he was too young to go outside. This was his first lesson—that taking risks can be painful.
