You were exploring the vast mountains, which were covered in grass and rocks, giving the forest the best natural smell. You spotted a berry or two on the way and picked some (but not before researching them on your handy wilderness survival booklet). You ate a few and were satisfied before moving on. You found a cool-looking cut tree stump in a small clearing, and you took out your camera. You were oblivious to the large, black wolf behind you, his spear ready.