Nature's Wrath

Survival of the fittest

"Argh! What is this? Why is there a horrible stench smothering my poor face? Get off!" Screamed Kenny shoving away the horrid wolves. These were not the one that raised him, he would've recognized it instantly as they had a particular liking to him. Whereas these wolves.... Well we could say they looked 'angry'. Rabid, ravenous. I could even say they were - restless.

So knowing that there are wild rabid restless ravenous animals out there..... This is basically survival of the fittest, but natures wrath will get me someday, 'if' I let it get me. Monstrosity is the word you could describe natures wrath. Even a well protected shelter wouldn't survive its wrath. But survival of the fittest might help him, yes, it will help. Through blizzards and hailstorms, through dehydration and starvation, through wild animals and wretched paths, if you knew how to survive- you would survive.

Have to continue trekking (Even without snow shoes or anything) through this wrecked path of frozen logs and leaves. Wait, is this, a big tuna frozen in the deep ice? What a coincidence! This must be my lucky day! However, I have to ration this tuna for as long as possible. It's just not possible to survive until spring comes. If spring comes.
"Arf Arf!!"
"Oh no.... I should run!" Thought Kenny with fear unimaginable, "darn, they are definitely faster than I thought!"
Plowing through the thick fluffy snow was easier than he first thought. Kenny was quite skinny for his age so it was easier to dodge the incoming attacks. Apparently the wolves can actually throw snowballs! Andddd, they're smart enough to input rocks into the fluffy snowballs to injure the target. This might be a rough ride for me.

Night was falling as I finally outran the lusting for blood wolves. I had to start a fire or else I would freeze to death, especially on 'this' winters night, tonight was colder than ever. I also needed a rock to cook my tuna, wait.... Did I leave my tuna behind while I was trying to escape? No wonder I had a horrid feeling of losing something... Well time to start a fire.
*tsk tsk skt* (fire starting sounds)
"This feels harder than usual" Kenny whispered to himself as he tried another method.
* tsk tsk voosh*
Finally! It worked! I can finally sleep, in my cold freezing soft bed.... Thank you Lord for allowing me to be loved by you and to allow to get some rest. I pray to you in Jesus' name, Amen.