Emot covered his head for fear of being hit.  Instead of being hit by the huge feet, Emot was just covered in dirt as the wolf creature stopped.  Emot brushed himself off, but he was still very dirty.  He looked up at the man who was carrying an axe.  "What the hell?!  Watch where you're running!  I know our sizes are considerably different, but still!"  Great, he thought to himself, now I have find a lake or something.  Emot walks off in the direction of the white fox with two tails.