The wolves look a you funny. Sudden panic leaps into your chest, clawing at your ribs. Turning away, you scramble back up the ravine. You run faster than ever before, fear for your life lending you great speed. The path that you had strayed from earlier comes into view. Relief washes over you and you slow down. With your head down and you tail between your legs, you head for home. No one will ever know about this little excursion.

The End