In Search of the Valley of Dinosaurs

Tisa also froze, and her fur stood up with fear. The smell of wolves was pungent and unpleasant.

– What should we do? – she asked in a trembling voice.

– Don’t worry, – Puma answered. – We will not stand still. We need to leave quickly.

But it was too late. A pack of wolves came out from behind the trees. They were powerful and angry, with sharp teeth and eyes shining with the thirst of the hunt.

– Brother, let’s run! – Puma shouted, grabbing Tisa’s paw.

The lion cubs started to run, but the wolves were faster. They chased them across the savannah, growling and snapping their teeth.

– We will not make it on time! – Tisa shouted, tired from running.

– Don’t despair, – Puma answered, holding back his fatigue. – We need to find shelter!

At that moment, a large rock appeared in front of them. Puma grabbed Tisa by the tail and with a sharp jerk pulled her up. They climbed the rock and hid in the shadows.

The wolves stopped at the foot of the cliff, growling and biting the air. They tried to climb the rock, but it was too high and steep.