The pronghorn said, "Are you lost?" "No, but I was about to say the same thing." Rudy replied. "My family was killed by a scary black bear, along with some hunters." She said worriedly. "My name's Penny." Penny said. "Cool, mine is Rudy." He said. Over in the top of the forest, Tucker bolted through the forest as fast as he could, still trying to get the image of the hunters out of his mind. He soon saw a white blur zooming in front of him. It was getting closer and closer. Tucker stopped and turned around, but the white blur was gaining on him. After a while, Tucker realized that the blur was a wolf, an arctic wolf. He had never seen one before, but it was a amazing sight. He could imagine himself looking like that. Suddenly he realized he had stopped running, and the arctic wolf barreled into him.
"Out of the way, a bunch of hunters killed my family last night and I found out that they're chasing me!" The wolf said. "Same happened to me, and the dall sheep, the mountain lion, and the bison." Tucker replied. "Right, I heard that the reindeer, the pronghorn, the elk, and the mule deer had the same thing happen to them!" said the other wolf.