She felt a bump against her back, but couldn't look back. Her heart leaped once more into her throat. She ever so slowly put down her sketch pad. She stood up, being sure to not make any sudden movements. She looked out of the corner of her eye and turned her head just enough to see a wolf behind her. It didn't seem to be looking at her in an aggressive way. She quickly recalled seeing T.V shows about situations like this and knew not to take off running, as it would only encourage him to chase her. She stepped lightly as she crept away. He seemed to have no interest in her. She continued to walk, feeling at least somewhat relived. "But, what am going to do? I can't just keep walking, and leave all of my supplies." she thought to herself. She ducked behind a tree and turned to watch the wolf. "When he leaves, I'll go back and start a fire...a big one! I'll try and get out of here in the morning." Little did she know that this only put her in greater danger as she was more visible to Desi. Others had caught onto her sent as well, and they too, were not far. The sent of fear poured into the air as her heart raced. She tried very hard to keep her heavy breathing as quiet as possible, but to well trained ears it was like a loud beacon calling them to her. She stood on uneven ground and when she shifted her weight she slipped on a moss covered rock and scraped her hand on the rough tree bark. Now there was but another sent that would bring them in, her blood.