Changed [Running]

With the soft pads under my paws I’m running through the forest. My eyes are fixed on my prey, a rabbit that’s running a few meters ahead of me. I’m not running fast, just playing a little with the rabbit. But then something snaps inside of me, and my instincts take over. In two long leaps I’m flying above the rabbit. With an adjustment to the direction of my paws, I make sure I land on top of it. I bite in the soft flesh of it’s neck, and the fighting rabbit stops moving. I let go of the neck and start eating the dead animal. When I finish, I walk over to a nearby stream to wash my face, which is covered in blood. Then I trot to a tree, and lie down. Time for a rest.

I wake up to the sound of a gunshot. It sounded really close. I jump up and run off in the opposite direction. Then I hear footsteps in front of me. I skid to a stop, and turn around. I start to run again. But then I see a human in front of me. He is shouting things and making strange movements with his mouth. I hear: ‘Hey, I found one! Here’s a wolf! Come here, then we can catch it!’ but I don’t understand it’s meaning. I only know I have to get out of here. Fast. I turn my head in search of an escape route, but I can’t find any. To my left there is only open field, where I won’t be able to hide, and to the right I hear footsteps coming closer every second. So the only way out is back in the opposite direction. I stare at the human. It is staring at me. I pull up my lip and show my teeth. A deep growl is coming from my throat. It just keeps staring at me, without any reaction to my threat. Then I turn around and run. I can hear it shouting again. ‘It’s getting away! Run! And take the gun!’ I only know I have to run faster and escape. I can now hear more footsteps, and a few shouting voices. Then I see a bush on my left. I dive under it and keep perfectly still. The footsteps keep coming closer. After a few seconds they are only a few feet away from me, and I can hear them thrashing through the undergrowth. They keep coming closer, until one is only a few centimetres away from my nose. It takes a step back and steps on my nose. A whine rises in my throat, but I can just stop myself. I keep very still, and hope it doesn’t notice. The foot moves again, but in the wrong direction. The heel hits me in my eye. The whine escapes from my throat and I hear a big noise. All the humans are rushing toward the sound. The bush is pushed aside, and I am exposed. My hair bristles, I show my teeth and growl, but the humans are not frightened. One of them takes something that looks like a stick and puts it on it’s shoulder. He looks through a hole and grips the stick with his hands. Then I hear a shot, and I feel a sharp sting in my shoulder. I leap up and run away again, not watching where I am going. My head hits something, and everything goes black.