I screamed as razor sharp fangs bit into my arm. The pain shot up my arm and through my body. It was like a blade was slicing through my skin, muscles, and hit the bone. There was no doubt in my mind that the edge of the fangs had broken my bones. The pain was so bad that my head swam as I kept screaming. I lost a few seconds of memory. I was swimming in darkness, the freezing cold, and the numbing pain that washed everything else away. My senses dulled except for that high pitched pain that thrummed through my veins.
Then, I was crashing down to reality. Back to the forest. The wolf extracted its teeth. The slide caused another shot of pain to go through me. Like it was peeling away my skin, blood gushed out from the gaping wound. I fell back on the ground. My head hurt as much as my ar
