Vicious

The gray wolf, -once again-, snuck into the land. Searching for the cows who would raise his price.

*Cattle*

A yearling steer paced warily around by a tree, throwing up his ears and nose every now and then, hearing or scenting for danger. He was badly panicked by recent attacks.

Vicious

The wolf smelt humans in the distance. "I'll come back for you later, I promise, you will go down" He growled under his breath then left.