Raymond S. Spears

“ Though the liking for man meat is an acquired taste, and a wolf must be very, very hungry indeed to overcome his loathing and horror for the human odor, once one has bored through and wrenched out a good, smoking chunk of flesh—ignoring the strange hide over most of a human's carcass, and getting right in to the warm blood—once tasted, one never forgets the savor of it!
So if Two Toes had no memory of a feast to offset the horror of his own remembered experience in a steel trap, he had two followers who did not loathe a human with the same sensation that he did. ”

“ Suddenly, right under his nose, there was the scent of a human—that Otter Cove human!
Two Toes rose seven feet in the air and returned to the earth struggling as he fell, fearful that he would land in a steel trap of some kind. The rabbit cut a corner and escaped.
All the joy of the chase, all lust for rabbit food, went out of the wolf's mind in an instant. He couldn't smell anything but that human for days, every time he thought about it. His followers were vastly annoyed, too—except two of them who licked their chops when they passed the trail of the man. ”

“ VII Two Toes and his band liked not the presence of a man in their territory, in a land which for ages had been reserved to the uses and purposes of animals that walked or ran on four paws and birds that flew on wings. The appearance in that region of a thing which walked on two legs and left a trail that never wore out, that smelled of steel and tobacco and burned powder and brass or copper cartridges, was an insult and an outrage. Every wolf knew, too, that it was a menace. ”