The wolf brags about her husband "He was a good husband, a good father. I don’t understand it. I don’t believe in it. I don’t believe that ithappened. I saw it happen but it isn’t true. "
Rising action:So it happened that way maybe three times or four. He’d come back late and worn out, and pretty near crossfor one so sweet-tempered — not wanting never helped anything.
Climax:It stared and peered, that thing my husband had turned into, and shoved its face up to the entrance of ourhouse.
Falling action:"I knew the man would kill our children if itcould. But my sister was already coming. I saw her running at the man with her head low and her mane highand her eyes yellow as the winter sun. It turned on her and raised up that branch to hit her. But I come out ofthe doorway, mad with the mother anger, and the others all were coming answering my call, the whole packgathering, there in that blind glare and heat of the sun at noon. "
Resolution:I was last, because love still bound the anger and the fear in me. I was. running when I saw them pull it down.My sister’s teeth were in its throat. I got there and it was dead.[ 3 ]It ran, on two legs, leaping andweaving, and we followed it.
My opinion:I enjoyed the story and I really like how it turned out in the end even though I'm not much of a fan of this genre and I was little confused at the start.