Suddenly you hear a faint crackling of underbrush behind you, and you anxiously turn your ears towards the noise. You notice that your heart is racing, and are surprised by how quickly you get frightened in this new body. The crackling of twigs gets louder, and as you look around you can see the reflection of two yellow eyes hiding in there. Without thinking, you dash away so fast that your gallop sounds almost as heavy as that of a horse. A timber wolf now leaps out of the bushes and starts running after you with almost equal speed. You try to outsprint him, but to no avail; he is as agile as you are. You turn your gaze back forward just in time to see you've reached a dead end as far as running goes: you'll have to climb a large mound if you want to go on. You throw yourself up against the surface and try to climb with your front hooves, but you only manage slowly and the wolf is approaching fast...