Once it had been the bear again. He had been taking the last of the raspberries and something came inside and stopped him, and when he looked where his ears told him to look, he saw a female bear with cubs. (Pg 114 Paulsen)
"Turn, smell, listen, feel, and then a sound, and he looked up and away from the lake and saw the wolf. It was halfway up the hill from the lake, standing with its head and shoulders sticking out into a small opening, looking down at him with wide yellow eyes." (Pg 114 Paulsen)
"Near the fire, completely unafraid of the smoking coals, completely unafraid of Brian, a skunk digging where he had buried the eggs." (Pg. 122 Paulson)
"He set about improving his shelter by tearing it down. From dead pines up the hill he brought down heavier logs and fastened several of them across the opening, wedging them at the top and burying the bottom in sand." (Pg 124 Paulson)
"He had been looking for feathers, for the color of the bird, for a bird sitting there. He had to look for the outline instead, had to see the shape instead of the feathers or color, had to train his eyes to see the shape." (Pg 132 Paulsen)
"The bird had sat and he had lunged and the two points took the bird back down into the ground and killed it almost instantly-it had fluttered a bit-and Brian had grabbed it and held it with both hands until he was sure it was dead." (Pg 134 Paulsen).