As I suited up, I thought about the wolf Clint said he saw and shot.

It must be in so much pain right now. Starved, beaten, the shot with an arrow for following your instincts.

"Are you alright Pietro?" Wanda asked me.

I turned to face her, "I am fine Wanda, just... lost in thought,".

She frowned, "Be careful with the wolf, you saw what it did to Clint,".

I looked into her eyes, "With what happened to it, I understand why it attacked Clint. It was scared and it was hungry. Clint was hurt, a wolf will see that as weakness and a hungry wolf will always go for the weakest prey it can find. At that time, that was Clint,".

She nodded in understanding, "Yes, but now it is more injured then it was. Scared, and in more pain, makes it more hostile,".

I nodded, "I'll be careful Wanda," and with that I walked onto the jet, attaching the camera I was given to monitor the progress.

Then the jet took off and started to head off to the base we attacked yesterday.
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I now stood where Clint stood yesterday.

It was obvious seeing the large wolf prints in the dirt and blood spatters in the greenery.

I started following the destruction and blood that trailed through the forest.

I could hear a creek nearby, and it seemed as though the wolf had headed that way.

The stream was clear of any large vegetation for about ten or so feet.

That was when I saw the wolf, panting heavily and staring at the water, trying to stretch its tongue to graze the water surface.

I slowly approached the large wolf, making sure to alert it with a little noise.

Its' ear twitched, but it was too focused on trying to get water to care.

When I was confident it wouldn't attack me, I knelt beside the stream and gathered a handful of water.

It lifted its' head and started to lap the water.

After that handful, it leaned against me for support.

I gathered another handful and repeated the process until it didn't want anymore.

I pressed a button on the tracker that signaled I found the wolf and was ready to be picked up.

I opened my bag and took out a bag of beef jerky that I had brought for the wolf. I opened the bag and it stared at me hungrily. I gave it the entire bag one piece at a time.

While it ate, I checked and found out that it was a female.

When she was done, she licked my face in thanks and lay her head back down, I could hear the jet coming in the distance.