Wolves had never once attacked a human in Yellowstone. In Ren’s fantasy they would spare the boy. And when Ren had shaken himself from his reverie, he thought, Jesus, what the hell has gotten into you? Do you think you’re the last ranger that puts the animals first? But that was the anger that frightened him. In his world lately, the life of a wolf, or a hawk, might be worth more than the life of a man.
