The moose fell, defeated. A pack of six wolves moved closer in on it. One of them, the lead huntress, went in for the final bite to finish of the moose. She brought her jaws down on its throat. Ripping it open and backing up to let the blood spill onto the snowy ground. It was still early spring and the snow had yet to melt. The wolves waited impatiently as the moose made its last breath before closing its eyes never to open them again. The hunt group would come home heroes with their prize. There was enough meat on the moose to feed the pack for the next week.

The wolves began to search for a place to grab the moose so that they could drag it closer the the den, suddenly a bear rushed out from the trees and sent the nearest wolf flying. The body of the wolf smacked into a tree and went limp. The bear stood on its hind legs and let out a fierce roar. The two nearest wolves charged at the bear and nipped at its ankles. They bounced in and out to avoid any counter attacks from the bear. The bear swung and got lucky. He hit one of the wolves and sent her bleeding body hurtling into the other one knocking them both out. One of the remaining three wolves made a desperate attempt to attack the bear. He jumped at the bear, but the bear just hit him out of the air straight into the ground.

The last two wolves tried one last desperate maneuver. One of the two with its grey coat rushed around to the back of the bear, well the other, the all white lead huntress slowing approached the bear snarling at him. With the bears attention focused on the white wolf in front of it, the grey wolf jumped onto the bears back and bit hard into its flesh. The bear let out a roar of pain. It swung its arm behind itself trying to knock the leeched on wolf of his back. He left himself completely exposed to the white wolf. The white wolf jumped and rocketed herself at the bears throat. She managed to get a hold on the throat and used all of her remaining strength to rip it apart. She was completely drenched in blood. Her white coat turning a crimson color. The bear fell forward and the huntress just managed to get out of its way as it collapsed. The two wolves stood victorious over the fallen animal.

The huntress let out a slight whimper and looked back at her hind leg to see something sticking out of it. The grey wolf rushed over to her. She collapsed right in front of him. The wolf sniffed her now limp body. Then let out a whimper himself when something hit him. He look at his leg to see a similar object sticking out of him. Then he turned when he heard laughter and congratulations going around. A group of humans then approached the pair. The wolf stared at them through his blurring vision, and managed to release a weak growl before collapsing to the ground. The people laughed amused at the futile attempt by the wolf to intimidate them. Everything went black for the grey wolf.