Nakira was cornered. Her white fur was easy to see at night. 3 black wolves stared in to her silver eyes. They growled and snareled at her taking turns slashing at her flesh. Nakira had dodged a few slashes but after a while she felt hopeless. She did not know when the black wolves would strike because their black fur hid deep in the shadows, but Nakira could see their red flashing eyes. One wolf picked her up and threw her on a rock. The bone in her front left leg snapped and broke. She yelped with pain then howled " please! Someone help me! " I tear slid down her face. It was a tear of hope, hope that someone would find her and help her.