Puppetmaster

You crouch down low behind the boulder just as the wolves come back and stop about ten feet away from your hideout. You count them and see there are only four.
Where was the fifth?
A crackling sound emits from the bushes behind you and you turn around slowly. A large wolf's head is peering out of the bushes and drooling with excitement.
"Clever girl..." you whisper as your head comes to meet with the wolf's gaping jaws.


(direct quote from Jurassic Park)