Zero

Zero stumbled through the snow and ice, leaving messy footprints everywhere he went. He stopped by the creek and took a refreshing drink of water. After that, he put his nose high into the air and caught the whiff of a wolf. It was very close, and he could almost hear its feet padding along. He finally saw it. He had never seen one of these things before, so he didn't know what to do. It was coming closer and closer. He didn't know whether he should run from it or make friends with it, but he was thinking it wasn't friendly. It looked hungry, and the little crossbreed was a perfect meal for it. He stood motionless, waiting for its next move. Suddenly, a human approached Zero and the wild animal. "What are they going to do? Is the human on my side? Is the wolf on my side? Or do they both want to make a meal out of me?" Thoughts raced through his mind. He prepared for a fight, if there was going to be one.

Zero

Zero decided that it would be better to run, so he did. He fled and didn't look back.