To say you were having a bad day would be an understatement. A gnarly gash seeped blood from your right leg as you stumbled through the forest, running far away from the raiders. Who knows why they attacked your little house in the woods, but you knew there was no going back. You were just lucky none of them followed you.

After what felt like hours of running, your leg finally gave out on you and you collapsed in a heap, tears stinging your eyes. Was this it? Were you going to die out here?

An overwhelming feeling of hopelessness took hold as you lay on the cold hard ground, sobbing profusely. You had lost everything, hadn't you?

And then a twig snapped. You were jolted out of your pity party only to meet eyes with probably the largest wolf you had ever seen, its own eyes trained on you. Your heart stopped as you stared up at it, too stunned to move. After an excruciatingly long second, it took a step forward and lowered its snout towards you.

You closed your eyes, expecting this to be it. But instead of feeling its hot breath on your face and its teeth crushing your bones, you felt its warm tongue on your leg, gingerly licking the blood away.