Getting more and more frustrated as he dug at a rabbit hole, knowing he couldn't dig far enough to catch those delicious little treats, he barked and slammed his paw on the ground in rage. Cursing, he held his head high into the air.

His eyes shot open and his pupils widened, then shrank. He turned his head menacingly over to the side. Someone was there. He sniffed. A weak scent danced around his nose. A wolf... a female wolf. His mind flashed black, then red. He was feeling a little insane...maybe from the hunger, but this wolf sounded like she could possibly be his next meal...

He shook his head back and forth quickly. He came back to his senses. His mouth gaped open and puffs of air could be seen. What was wrong with him. He needed to get a hold of himself. He stood in a strong pose and lifted his head once again. *Sniffs* Only the female wolf. Was she alone? Maybe her mate was hunting? Maybe she was lost? 

The only way to find out would be to investigate. He sank low to the ground and showed his sharp jaws. He growled loudly to let her know he was there. He pushed passed thick grass and crammed bushes. Soon he came by an opening where he could smell her scent more strongly. She was just on the other side. He jumped into the opening and barked. He stood ready to attack, not knowing what to expect from a single wolf.