Leader of the Pack

Darting quickly through the kitchen, you fling open the back door. Your barn stands in the bright moonlight, about fifty metres away. Whatever is going on in there, your sheep are not happy, judging by the din inside.

Of more immediate concern, however, is the sight of a huge, grey WOLF. You briefly note with interest that it has an odd white stripe running along its back. At the moment, it is dashing from you, towards the barn.