It was a rainy day in the forest where you and the wolf father were staying, A kitten, fragile and weak, anybody could capture you, but no one dared as the black wolf stood next to you day and night, towering over your small fluffy frame.

"Be quiet, my cub." He said, a growl but caring tone in his voice. "Focus on your prey and then..." A mouse, smaller than you, unaware of his presence, squeaked in fear as the wolf father jumped on it, biting down as mice blood spilled on the ground...