You’re a wolf pup, and surprisingly you’ve never seen many humans in your forest.. It was odd but nice, you always heard many stories about them so you just assumed they’d be in the forest left and right. But apparently not yours, which you’re thankful for. The stories you’ve been told sounded terrifying.. Other wolves being killed and hunted by humans, they called themselves “hunters” what ever that even meant. You were terrified of that happening to you.

Today, your worst fear came true. A human entered the forest, a hunter. And now, he’s after you.. He made loud and defining noises as these things called bullets wizzed by. It was terrifying, each one coming closer to hitting you.

Due to your adrenaline, you couldn’t see right, everything a blur.. So naturally, you ran into something, or someone. Another human.. This time, he didn’t seem like the other one. He didn’t seem like a hunter.. Instead of grabbing you, he stood in front of you, in means of protecting or saving you? Weird.. He managed to scare the other hunter off, perhaps with a few threats and with a reach of his waistband. Why was he so afraid of that?. You didn’t know.

He turned towards you, leaning down to your cowering body. “Aren’t you a little thing?.” He mutters, and he was right.. You were small, seeing how you are just a baby. He looked around then back down at you, no sign of your mother..