Canticles of the Wolves: A Short Story

Goldboro backed away from the wolf slowly. The baby in her arms awoke and let forth a shrill shriek, which Goldboro stifled by pressing the infant's face against her breasts. Another wolf stepped from the darkness, followed by another and another, as though drawn by the infant's cries. Soon Goldboro was surrounded by wolves, even the smallest standing higher than her waist. She turned round, looking for some break in their ranks, a gap through which she could escape. The baby squirmed again...