Arthur chuckled to himself. "This is how I die. At the hands of a creature I don't even know. I could not learn anything of the outside world. How cruel of mother nature." He fell to his knees and tears began to roll down his face. He took the helmet off and held it under his armpit. "Kill me, you foul heathen! Tear me apart and eat me!" He cried out. The wolf jumped with surprise and began to snarl more intensely. It leaped at him and bounced on his chest. It bit into his shoulder and searing hot pain shot through his body. Warm blood trickled down his arm, giving a few moments of relief from the unbearable cold. The wolf shook its head violently, ripping through muscle and skin.
