ravenous coyote may be right behind me. There ever so loud, echoing fades off into the mountainous distance, as they are running off to feed their carnivorous hunger. As the coyotes are running away they are so close I can hear them running across the rugged terrain of the steep mountain side. Being able to watch and listen to the magnificent animals of the vast forest is peaceful and at the very least interesting. After hearing the creatures of the wild, the attention is directed towards the stream behind my family’s run down cabin. The small reflective stream portrays the florescent moonlight onto the grassland that surrounds the camp fire. Not only is the moon light attracted to the stream; but the constant trickling and flowing of the transparent water attracts my attention. While I am looking into the stream the moon light gives away the position of the small fish swimming through the slight current of the water, like darts. The bright moonlight reflects so beautifully against the fishes large shiny scales. They look like flashes of lightning swimming in the frigid water. The stream sounds like water dripping into a metal pot from a soggy ceiling tile. Later on in the night the sound of the stream fades away like a fighter jet flying over a football stadium and disappearing into the atmosphere. The once raging fire is now dimming down like lights in a child’s bedroom before bedtime. As the dimming fire is settling down, the molted wood begins to explosively crackle sending red hot embers at myself like a pea shooter. Part of the reason why the charcoal colored wood is spewing embers is because the bubbling pine sap is trickling