The narrative begins in the "savage and bitter wild of the north," a desolate landscape defined by "white as far as the eye could see." Two men, Bill and Henry, are engaged in the grueling task of navigating a sled team across a frozen river. The atmosphere is one of extreme isolation and physical hardship, where "breath froze in the air" and the only sounds are the crunch of their own footsteps. Their journey is underscored by a profound sense of vulnerability, as they worry about reaching the safety of the next town while traversing an environment where "the trees, stripped bare by the harsh wind, made the land look even lonelier."
The tension escalates when the men hear "a faint cry in the still air," realizing they are being pursued. The setting is plagued by a "great famine," which has driven a pack of wolves to stalk the travelers in search of food. The narrative introduces a unique catalyst: a "red dog" who had left her Indian village. Having once lived among humans, she understands the nature of man and fire, acting as a guide for the starving wolf pack. Her presence is a critical bridge between the domesticated world of the men and the predatory instinct of the wild, as she emboldens the wolves to overcome their natural fear of the campfire.
A pivotal moment of unease occurs during the evening camp. While feeding the sled team, Bill realizes a mathematical anomaly: "I had six fish. There were seven dogs over there." This discovery shifts the mood from mere survival to psychological dread. Bill observes that the intruder "didn't look like a wolf," but rather "more like a dog," raising the terrifying question of what a dog would be doing in such a desolate place. This uncertainty highlights the blurring lines between the tame and the wild, suggesting that something familiar has become a part of the encroaching threat.
As darkness fully descends, the camp is surrounded by the "howls" of the pack. The men, exhausted by the "hard work" of their travel, are left in a precarious position. Their defenses are minimal; they discover they have only "three bullets left," a realization that leaves both men knowing "they were in trouble." Despite the encroaching eyes staring at them from the darkness, the men are forced to sleep, relying solely on the fire for protection. The story masterfully portrays the fragility of human existence against the backdrop of a starving, persistent wilderness where nature is not just cold, but actively hunting.