The wolves, they were back. (...), but when the wolves saw, they ran as quick as a flash out of the yard. We went outside and saw our trampled crops and broken fence. If we don't take care of those wolves, we are going to starve. "Sally, father can't take care of the wolves. We can't do anything." My mother said. " Mother, what if we eat meat?" I said, hoping that it might work. "You know that we're vegitarian. Meat isn't good for us." Mother was right, all is lost...unless. I knew what I had to do. I put on my raincoat, and went into the forest unprepared.