Well my fat black lab had an ACL surgery and had to go on lots of walks for her rehab. She wanted to go for one at about midnight. At the time I lived in the woods surrounded by two conservation areas teeming with wildlife; deer, cougars, coywolves, foxes, etc. It is the midst of the Canadian winter, there is about 3 feet of snow on the ground.
Well anyway I guess these things were stalking us, sensing my dogs weakness as she limped beside me. She picked up on it immediately and I took her cues that something was wrong. I could hear rustling in the undergrowth. I growled and then yelled at the direction of the rustling, and it went silent. After trying to stare down and intimidate the darkness, I turned around and started heading back to the house. We got about 100 meters and the Coywolves started calling; its a weird and haunting mix of a wolves howl and a coyotes yipping bark. Anyway, some of their friends answered from the north and quickly we were surrounded.
There was probably 12+ of the bastards, and half of them were the size of small German Shepherds. Instinctively, I grabbed a stake placed at the edge of the road for guiding snow plows and stood over my dog. The coywolves cautiously approached. I began to bellow, leap around and chimp out as hard as I could, smashing the stake into nearby trees and off the pavement. This gave them pause, but they decided to press their luck from the rear. Things briefly got hairy; I smacked two upside the head and my dog bit off a third one's paw. This was luckily enough to send the pack running, they are not as tough or tenacious as wolves. But it was pretty scary bro.
I hope you enjoyed that and didn't find it lame.