It snaps at you but to no avail and you decide now is the best time to turn. You turn to confront him and as he speeds up he cannot stop, tripping over your paws and landing on his flank mere feet from you. A quick jerk of your beak and neck leave the beast without life and so only two remain to follow you. They too catch up and as the darkness falls on the day, the woods become too shrouded to see at all. Hearing is your only rescource as you stop and listen. They come fast and hard, though unable to see they charge blindly and with swift movements you slash precisely upon one's back as they pass.
Written by Lokor and Kire Kitsune on 03 April 2013