“Who are they?” asked Georg quickly, straining his eyes to see what the other would gladly not have seen.
“Wolves.”
Georg screamed in horror. Ulrich shook and shivered in the ice cold wind, and told Georg to quiet down. “Quiet! Don't make any noise; we are the ones being hunted now. They can smell us, and the noise does not help with the detouring of these rabid creatures.”
Georg stared at Ulrich with the emotion of frantic fear in his bloodshot eyes. Both of the men were freezing; and they supposed that if the wolves don't eat them to death, than the hypothermia will definitely finish them off.
In suspenseful and dark silence, the two men could hear the paws of the creatures; diving and weaving through the endless trees and snow that coated the hilltops. They could only see the fierce devilish eyes dashing past in an almost effortless swift, glistening in moonlight. Ulrich was shaking with fear, and he was able to turn this fear into strength and rip his arm out from underneath the heavy trunk that lay atop him. Ulrich began to get a sense of hope, as he tried pulling and tugging to get the rest of his body out from underneath the gargantuan tree. …show more content…
You need to run to safety; I will stay back and try to hold off the wolves as long as I can. I will not survive long anyway with a broken leg. Just promise me this, Ulrich, that you will go back to my home and tell my family that I love them
“Wolves.”
Georg screamed in horror. Ulrich shook and shivered in the ice cold wind, and told Georg to quiet down. “Quiet! Don't make any noise; we are the ones being hunted now. They can smell us, and the noise does not help with the detouring of these rabid creatures.”
Georg stared at Ulrich with the emotion of frantic fear in his bloodshot eyes. Both of the men were freezing; and they supposed that if the wolves don't eat them to death, than the hypothermia will definitely finish them off.
In suspenseful and dark silence, the two men could hear the paws of the creatures; diving and weaving through the endless trees and snow that coated the hilltops. They could only see the fierce devilish eyes dashing past in an almost effortless swift, glistening in moonlight. Ulrich was shaking with fear, and he was able to turn this fear into strength and rip his arm out from underneath the heavy trunk that lay atop him. Ulrich began to get a sense of hope, as he tried pulling and tugging to get the rest of his body out from underneath the gargantuan tree. …show more content…
You need to run to safety; I will stay back and try to hold off the wolves as long as I can. I will not survive long anyway with a broken leg. Just promise me this, Ulrich, that you will go back to my home and tell my family that I love them