Creeping in the dark

When I was four years old, I would wake up with my dad at about 2:00 am ( during the summer) and we would grab a bottle of water and jump in his big truck. We lived in an apartment complex that was surrounded by land that had not been developed yet( I say yet because about 12 years later we moved back into this area and the house my dad lives in is apart of the once fields). We would pull the truck ( with the lights off) up into the field and watch nature. Sometimes it was deer feeding, but we would often see coyotes/wolves stalking prey. I remember knowing that they lived in the woods, but during the day there was a path that walked through the woods and my babysitter would take us down the path and back. From then on, I had this notion that wolves only attacked at night, that is when I respected sunset and would go home before it was dark.
Our society has lost that respect, and there are more attacks by "wild animals". We do not see as many wolves, but men have taken this role and attack their prey at night.