You are walking alone across the valley. The land is flat, without trees. You see a wolf approaching. Close now, it circles you, close enough that a jump would bring you into contact, getting downwind and around again in a kind of sideways trot, nose, ears, eyes focused on you in acute curiosity. You are aware of an intelligence not akin to your own. You wonder what the wolf is thinking. You will remember this moment... always. The wolf, distracted, moves off, looking back once.