Those calls scared me; for some reason the fur on on the back of my neck stood up. Maybe it would have been different in the Kingdom here, where I know the places and people (being a scout). But all alone in a new place at night is different.
I remember Marge and Teddy warning me about wolves and how they like to eat raccoons. They had tried to make wolf howls for me and this sounded alot like them. They had also given me stuff to make me smell different and make it easier to hide. I got some out of my pack and used it. The rock I was on had a flat side and a slanted-up side. I slowly crawled up the slanted side and looked over the edge. A long way away, I could see animals alot like the despised dogs howling and snuffling around. They looked confused. I hoped it was because the stuff was working and they didn’t know where I was. I slid back down and thought about what to do. It did not look as if they were in a hurry to leave.
Then I remember something Agent Blackjack said. He commented that dogs are scared of fire and will run from it. I hadn’t had a chance to try it with a dog in the Kingdom, but thought it was worth a try. I made a small fire on the flat side of the walk and gradually added some bigger sticks. When it was going well, I took one of the sticks, crawled up the slanty side again and threw it as far as I could. It worked! The wolves ran away.
And that’s how I didn’t get eaten by wolves.