As i step further up, my shoe just barely met the distance. One short leap up, and I’m up. And so are they. Center, small and boney, the long distance. If i can out run him, I’m fine. I only need to out last him. Hunt me down for months.

Left, definitely the muscle, flank type attack. Fast, sharp, mean. I can out run this one. But if that’s only my ego talking, lets hope I can kill it quickly.

Right, the pup, worst of all. Fresh, glass splintering- bone sharp, razors for teeth. Energetic, so no outrunning this one. Young, he does not know how to be gentle. One bite would snap me, easily. He’s distracted. I have a head start.

Jump back, run towards 4:30. 12 is facing the wolves. Hope and pray. Godspeed.