The rustling behind you gets to be louder. You mind makes it out to be a bigger animal. Almost instinctively you run faster. In front a flash of gray and teeth
pounces onto you. You try to push it away the wolf but it’s weight and momentum pushes you down to the ground. It lays on top of you muzzle to face its sharp
fangs show outside of it’s muzzle. It licks you. Your groin feels warm and tingly and refreshed.