Goodbye Silvia

You clear the distance between you and the wolves in one silent jump. The largest of the wolves made for the biggest target, and you land on it hard. There's a brief moment of panicked struggle from the wolf before you separate its head from its body with your hands. You throw the head as hard as you can at another of the wolves as it jumps back, and the fleeing wolf crumples at the impact. The third wolf runs away as you begin to greedily dig into the sweetbreads of the first.

You're not sure how much time has passed when you're done eating, but the weather has calmed a little and a ray of sun is poking through the clouds overhead. You are surrounded by the fur and bones of two wolves and a caribou. You've picked everything clean, and some of the bones have bite marks from where you ate into them, too.
You're feeling great. You could do anything!