I'm laying in the snow wolves tearing at my clothes. I think to myself,"Is this how I die?" I couldn't move I was in shock. One wolf was staring straight into my eyes as if looking into my soul. All I could do was stare back I couldn't even scream I had no voice it was too cold. The wolf had yellow eyes, that had me frozen. The wolf came toward me and growled at the other wolves to get off me. I laid my head back on the ground and closed my eyes. I felt something wet in my hand I looked up and the wolf that saved me was smelling my hand. Startled the wolf ran into the woods.