Reintroduced with the feeling of a full stomach created an almost spiritual reason to brave the danger and get a free meal without the tracking, stalking, and running. The town had made hunting nearly impossible. The scent alone kept most of the deer away. Add that to the smell of smoke and the noise it was almost impossible to hunt. The only saving grace was the breeding rate of the local rabbit population. The stream nearby in the spring was a good place but only in the spring. Still the furless creature those humans had was pleasantly meaty. It couldn't hurt to get another one. The wolf waited resting lazily in the cover at the edge of the forest for night fall. 

Now as the final ray of light slipped away behind the mountains night fell over the town. Checking the scent to make sure the prey was still there the wolf kept low to the ground moving cautiously closer to the fence. The scent became impossible to filter out. The wolf grew closer still. Everything was wrong. The fence was different the noises were different, even the ears on his head were perked and tried to warn him of the dangers. The wolf was such a large creature yet silent on the approach. Instinct urging it to run, yet the promise of food forcing him to stay. The sudden panic had the large creature turn and sprint back into the safety of the edge of the woods. A fairly strait line to the edge of the river. Stopping for a moment to rest and howl at missing an easy meal. A soft long howl. Resting on his stomach blinded by the sound of the water and smell of the town smoke. There had to be a family of rabbits that need thinning. There was just too much of a risk stealing food from the town. The humans changed everything. As long as they kept out of the forest then he would stay out of town.