James was on his way back to his little cabin. Speeding along on his powerful white snowmobile. Thinking of his dead father.
'I can't believe him and ma died in that stupid car crash...But, why did I survive? I get I was in the back, but why?' He thought.
As he edged further towards the cabin, he saw the normal huge black wolves. They were beautiful but, dangerous! They were always led by the biggest wolf, she was very different, instead of being black, she was ash-White with honey eyes.
The wolves ears twitched excitedly at the sound James' snowmobile. He slowly slid round to the back entrance of the cabin, throwing the mobile down with a loud THUMP!
James slid slightly past the door and jumped in, slamming the door behind him and bolting it shut.
As the boy walked around the living room lighting the fire, he noticed the door thumping, and knew definitely it wouldn't hold for much longer.
He grabbed his AK-47 ready for the wolf to jump out at him.
The wolf was in...And already practically on top of him.
At the last moment, he managed to sprint up the stairs and took a sharp left turn into his mothers room. When he closed the door, he turned round to see if he could move anything in front of the door to buy him time, but yet nothing. James saw a little black sparrow on the window-sill. But this sparrow was weird, he was unique! It only had one eye right in the middle of it's forehead. James was in a big state of shock, but snapped out of it, to be greeted by the sound of the wolfs breathing on the other side of the door. He could hear it! The wolf WAS going to huff and puff Creed down...
