The wolves in Idaho will come right down by the highway at night and kill calves in the calving fields among houses, cars, dogs, and people.
Nothing like the smell of hot afterbirth in the frozen evening air to pull them in.
Just talking of the smell probably reminds one of the self proclaimed muther fockers here of some of his past mommy romps.

I can't speak for Little Red Riding Hood and the Montana wolves out on their summer grazing land.