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inexperienced to defend myself. And I’d forgotten the ski pole at the
shelter where’d we’d spent the night.
    Dammit.
    The mountain lion roared, pulling back its lips to show me
all its deadly teeth. The roar was strange, but scary nonetheless. This was
where I was going to die.
    A deep growl sounded behind me, and when I spun around
George’s wolf stood there. He’d followed me. He jumped in front of me now, head
low, his own yellow eyes locking with the mountain lion. The mountain lion
moaned in a low tone and they circled each other. The wolf made a barking sound
and lunged forward. The big cat pulled back, ears flat against its head, and
then it smacked it’s paw forward. Its claws narrowly missed George. His ears
were flat against his head too, lips curled back in a snarl, fangs bare. They
were long and deadly, just as I’d imagined them. The mountain lion tried to hit
him again, but this time George pulled away with more than enough time to
spare.
    The mountain lion sat on its haunches, ready to use both
paws. George mock-lunged and the cat tried to claw him. The moment its claw was
down and out of the way the wolf lunged for the cat’s neck and sunk in its
teeth. The mountain lion let out a horrible moan-like sound. The wolf let it go
and it squirmed at his feet for a moment. Blood matted the fur in its neck.
When George didn’t attack again, the mountain lion fled.
    The wolf looked at me with yellow eyes before it changed
again. When George stood up, a man, he limped slightly.
    “Oh geez, did it hurt you?” I asked. He shook his head.
    “I got stuck trying to get to you when I heard that cat. I
changed to quickly and ran before I was ready.”
    “I’m so sorry,” I said. “For everything. I’m sorry you got
hurt.”
    “It’s okay,” he said. I took a step closer to him and
leaned my head on his shoulder without touching anything else of his. His hand
lifted and he put it on the back of my head, his fingers making small circles
that were somehow soothing.
    “It was a young one,” he said. His deep voice vibrated
through his chest and into my body. “Mountain lions usually stay away from
humans unless they’re sick or injured, or too young to choose their prey
right.”
    I shivered.
    “Please just take me home,” I said. I didn’t think I could
handle much more of this.
    We weaved through the trees. He held my good hand, helping
me so I wouldn’t fall. I felt faint. We finally cleared the trees, and a moment
later a red and white helicopter appeared, the blades roaring in the sky. It
came closer and landed on a part where the slope flattened out.
    George helped me get into the helicopter where a medic
looked me over straight away.
    “Aren’t you coming?” I yelled so he could hear me over the
noise of the blades. He shook his head.
    “I’ll see you for your next lesson,” he said.
    “Maybe not just yet,” the medic interrupted, and the
helicopter slowly rose into the air.
    They took me to a clinic close by and a doctor did a full
check-up. I was treated for mild hypothermia and dehydration. An hour later I
was in a bed with a drip in my arm.
    My friends rushed into the room.
    “Oh my gosh Anna. We thought you’d died,” Ash cried out.
Kate was crying. Ella squeezed my hand hard enough for my opposite shoulder to
ache again.
    “I’m okay, guys,” I croaked.
    “Listen to us next time, okay?” Kate said. I nodded.
    “What did the doctor say?”
    “He said I could leave a bit later today if everything was
fixed again. Otherwise I might stay overnight, but no more than that.
    “I’ll get us movies to watch tonight,” Ella said. “We can
stay in and have ice cream.”
    “I’ve had enough snow for now,” I said and smiled. The
girls forced laughs because they would cry otherwise.
    I was back in the hotel room four hours later, tucked in
bed. The girls were out on a ski lesson. I’d insisted. I was tired and my shoulder
still hurt, and I felt like I could sleep a decade.
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