Disequilibrium Ch1, Pg3
"Go away! I ... I'm not afraid of you!", she shouted and suddenly slapped her hands over the mouth, regretting what has been said already. Her back she pressed harder against the cold tree trunk. When she yelled at the wolf like this, it perhaps would make him angry. The wolf came a few steps towards her, then stopped, sat down in front of her and put his head again to the side. He pulled his lips to the top, but this time it sounded like a barking laugh "I see ..."
Slowly the strange growling and barking turned into words Usko could understand better and better. Still it was a mystery to her, how an animal was able to speak. Maybe it was not a real wolf, but only one of these guys from the village who wanted to play a trick on her - after all it would not be the first time that she was bullied. On the other hand, the fur of the wolf did not look like any fake, and the movements and sounds were too graceful and real to be just a stupid joke. Uskos head suddenly felt heavy