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>solo hiking in the porcupine mountains.
>early June so still cold
>find a nice clearing and set up camp
>cook up some eggs and have a nice dinner
>a stream is only about 100m from my campsite so I get water easily
>come back and my stuff has been moved.
>that's strange? But don't think much of it as I don't see any large tracks
>go to bed because I am exhausted
>Wake up to a sniffing sound and the tearing of my tent
>grab my winchester and make sure a round is loaded
>hear a low growl and can make out an eye and canine teeth.
>Try and pull the trigger but it won't budge
>the wolf lunged through the tear and grabbed my ankle
>pain shit up from my ankle then I woke up.
>it was light out
>no hole in my tent
>no wolf
>Ankle is fine
>cautiously open the tent and step outside rifle ready to go
>wolf tracks all around my camp
>decide that it would be a good idea to leave
I think my caveman brain was trying to tell me to wake the fuck up.
