The only thing I hear is the growling and baring of the wolf above me. He has knocked me over and is now pushing me into the soft grass to rip out my throat, which I defend myself against as best I can.

I also bare my teeth and try to bite him, but every time I try to bite his legs so that I have a chance to get out from under him, he tries to bite my throat again.

He catches me again and again and my paws are slowly turning red from both of our blood. Suddenly I find the strength and shoot my head at his...