"Mommy!" The hunter ran, grabbing the small twigs of the shrub, which were thorny, thus scratching his palms. He didn't have time to think about the pain, but he crawled with his knees on the ground, and when he finally got energy to stand, he rose and ran, his wobbling feet weighing him down. He looked behind his shoulder to see if the wolf was anywhere near him, but he regretted that act because he tripled on an overlying tree, hitting his head on its roots, which pulled some of his hair from his head. The wolf pinned him down with its strong front feet and sniffed him all over...