On the green grass slid a black shadow. Quickly descending over the valley flew a Golden eagle. And immediately we saw the wolf. He ran hard gallop, trying to reach saving willow. The wolf jumped straight to prolgu where we stood. He clearly understood that this is the best place to escape from the eagle and became a side not taking us sight to come closer. He trotted vzveshivat which side the danger was greatest. But seeing we have only rods approached almost closely. The eagle flew away. The wolf stood next to us like zatravlenny dead tired dog. Reasons for the eyes in the sky the wolf silently darted into the willow. Protection of the weak are not looking. Only the strong in mortal danger cling to all life. People in this world the Supreme force and power not devoid of nobility. And it subtly feel all caught in the disaster.
