A few minutes later, a wolf also falls into the pit.

Then the wolf struggled forward the last few inches and fell upon his chest.

The wolf fell hard and squirmed, getting its feet under its body.

His wolf fell silent, staring up at him through slitted yellow eyes.

Other wolves, noticing the direction of her anger, fell in step behind.

It thunked into the creature's chest, and the wolf fell.

I was leaping up to catch the windowsill with both my hands just as the wolf fell back.

The wolf fell to the ground, covering his head as best he could.

In trying to stop quickly on the slippery snowcrust the wolves fell all over themselves.

He began to walk and the wolf fell in right behind him, walking like a well- trained dog at heel.