The smell of baby Bella

"Faster..." Anastasia yelled as she and Saria dashed back to the car through the trees.

"Faster!"

"I'm running as fast as I can!" Saria yelled panicking.

Anastasia lent her ear back over her shoulder for a split second, already she heard that crash and destruction of brush as the wolf came bouldering through it.

That howl was spine chilling, in Anastasia's younger days she remembers her father and mother explaining how the howl of a male wolf is that much more distinctive than a female's.

Deep, loud and it travels for miles like the roar of a lion, you'll never misperceive it, you'll never guess it wrong, merely hearing it will let you know.

He's big, he's powerful, and to a massive degree unstoppable, she could only snort a chuckle remembering how the humans had a smart brainsell to attack Logan's pack during daytime, they would not have stopped him otherwise.