The wolf ran from the hunter, running for its life. The hunter was a skilled hunter, he knew what he was doing. The wolf ducked and weaved through the bushes, over branches and roots. A fallen tree trunk blocked his path, and he leaped over it with a running jump. He came to a cliff face, unable to go any further. desperate, He turned to go back but the hunter blocked his path. He let out a howl, wich was stopped short by a gushot that rang out in the night. All the other animals in the forest fell silent. The hunter would eat good that night.