The wolves suddenly parted as a larger one stepped forward. It’s teeth were jagged and much bigger then the other wolves, his fur was the blackest black I have ever seen in my life. It was all matted and mussed as if it just won a fight with a grizzly bear. The one thing that struck me was his eyes… it wasn’t a pale green like the others, but the lightest blue ever. Our eyes connected and I instantly knew that he didn’t want to cuddle… he was the first and last creature I will see in this life because the odds of me living weren’t the best. The wind was blowing softly over the cloudy sky and everything was still. The wolf began walking in a circle, snarling and waiting for a good time to attack. My heart was racing with a speed boat across the ocean of fear. The wolf finally and suddenly decided to pounce at me, digging his large teeth into my arm which was raised to defend the wild beast’s malicious attack from getting to my face.