I whined low in my throat.
This was not my forest. How had I gotten here?
The unfamiliar smell of the sea burned my nose. I could hear the sound of the waves as they crashed against the cliffs. Seagulls screamed their challenge from above.
I saw an opening in the trees ahead. Going down, I crept forward on my belly, careful to stay hidden in what little shelter the trees offered.
A lone wolf sat on her hunches, staring out over the cliffs at the sea beyond. Her profile was proud, arrogant even. The wind was blowing towards me and I sniffed at the smell of the other wolf it carried my way.
Her scent was familiar to me.
Confused, I whimpered.
She must have heard me somehow because now she stared straight at me. Impossible. Her hearing couldn't be that good.
The scent hit us both then, quickly and unexpectedly.
This was a scent I knew, one I’d been tracking. This scent screamed danger to me. I scanned the area quickly, seeing nothing.
My head whipped around quickly, hearing the challenge the other wolf howled. She wasn’t staring at an unnamed threat as I expected, though.
No, she was stalking towards me, her teeth bared, snarling in rage.
My ears flattened against my head and I stood to meet the challenge.
I wake up clawing at the empty air.
I can’t breathe, fear chokes me.
It’s only a nightmare, I tell myself.
Only a nightmare.