...When Elder [Heber C.] Kimball went ahead this morning to search out a road ... he turned his head to the left and saw 2 very large wolves at about 5 rods distance gazing at him. One of them he said was nearly as large as a 2 year old steer. When he saw these he looked around on the other side and saw several others about the same distance from him very large ones and all gazing fiercely at him. This startled him considerably and more especially when he reflected that he had no arms. He made a noise to try to scare them away but they still stood and he concluded to move away as soon as he could. They did not follow him and he saw a dead carcass near which satisfied him that he had interrupted their repast. On mentioning this circumstance to President Young they named the creek Wolf Creek . . .
[George D. Smith, An Intimate Chronicle; The Journals of William Clayton, Signature Books in association with Smith Research Associates, Salt Lake City, 1995, http://bit.ly/WilliamClayton]