During the winter in a forest near the carpathians Ulrich von Gradwitz and Georg Znaeym have been fighting for years over who owns the land between them
Ulrich von Gradwitz found himself stretched on the ground, one arm numb beneath him and the other held almost as helplessly in a tight tangle of forked branches, while both legs were pinned beneath the fallen mass
Both men decide that they should not be arguing over land and become friends.
Falling The men see fiqures coming at them but cant see who it is coming at them
Resolution The men relise that the fiqures are wolves and they probably die