Ivy smiled. "I'm Ivy," she said. Then she rode away. Ivy silently padded through the forest on Lucky's back. A deer slipped, and fell in the mud. It stood up again, and looked around. Ivy pointed her arrow at it. She aimed, and just as she was about to fire, a growled came from behind her. The deer lifted it's head, and pranced away. Ivy slipped off Lucky's back. A giant wolf jumped on Lucky, dragging her backwards. Lucky fought back, sinking her teeth into the monster. Ivy fired her arrow at the wolf, and it whined, falling off of Lucky. "Run Lucky," Ivy whispered. Another wolf jumped on Ivy, dragging her to the ground. "I said RUN!" Ivy hissed, and Lucky, whining, obeyed. Ivy took a dagger out of it's sheath that hung around her neck, and stabbed the wolf several times. It fell off her, and another jumped towards her, snarling. She shot a arrow at it, and it fell to the ground, dead. She stood, breathing hard, bleeding, a dagger in one hand, soaking wet and muddy. Three wolves lay around her. Ivy collapsed to her knees. "I'm so sorry," she whispered to the dead wolves.