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Kitabı oxu: «Little Wolf, Pack Leader»

Tony Ross, Ian Whybrow

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First published in Great Britain by Collins in 2002

This electronic edition published by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2015

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Source ISBN: 9780007118601

Ebook Edition © JUNE 2015 ISBN: 9780008140137

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Dedication

For Oisín Twomey Brenner,who sometimes reads books for his dad

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Title Page

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Dedication

Little Wolf, Pack Leader

Other Books by Ian Whybrow

About the Author

About the Publisher

Dear Mum and Dad,

You say in your letter how is our darling baby pet, hmmm? I am kwite well thank you for not asking, hem hem, I know you mean Smellybreff really.

Answer, Smells is his usual small painy self. He has got a new craze, it is being a pop star on the drums. Today he has gone all whiny just because I took my saucepans off him for going dink donk on them with his hammer and lectric drill.

Smells said I must give him loads of gold for buying him a pop star suit plus proper drums. But I said, “Gold, what gold? Who was the 1 that blew up my safe with gunpowder so my gold went chinkle plonk all over Frettnin Forest? It was YOU!”

Now he is out in the Forest having a look and a wander with his metal detector, saying he will be rich soonly, so nah nah.