Running with Wolves
Which could only mean one thing– a predator is near.
The young wolf stopped. His every sense is awake, watchful, cautious. And then there was a scent. Of something unfamiliar. They were taught since they were very young, the unknown is dangerous– and he might not see it, but he knows, he’s within the presence of something, someone dangerous.
From the corner of his eye he saw something moved. And relief washed through him upon seeing that it was only just a squirrel. It’s his first night, nothing ever happens on the first night.