Ine reaches down from the top of a cliff towards a gray wolf who is desperately clinging to the edge of the cliff. Ine looks worried and calls out, "Quickly! Take my hand!" The wolf groans with effort as he reaches for Ine's outstretched hand. Ine's hand suddenly detaches from his wrist like a toy doll with a "Pop!" and the two stare at it with blank expressions. Still holding Ine's detached hand, the wolf smiles up at Ine cheerfully and says, "Thanks for the hand!" Ine smiles back and gives him a thumbs up with his one remaining hand and says, "You're welcome." Then, with another "Pop!" the wolf's hand that was holding on to the cliff detaches in similar fashion. Looking surprised, the wolf says, "Whoops," and glances downward as he begins to fall.