Her feet carried her quickly through the woods to the edge of camp. She walked for awhile, trying to gather her thoughts and calm herself. All of a sudden she heard a twig snap behind her and turned around in alarm. Her breathing hitched sharply when she noticed that she was surrounded by the same wolves. She immediately reached for her bow, preparing to fight them, but her hands froze midway.

She couldn't draw the bow. Not with so many wolves surrounding her. She tried to take a step backwards, away from them, but the wolves quickly closed the distance between them, growling menacingly. Her breath caught in her throat...