With rending talons they swoop down upon you with murderous intent. You duck and weave between the attacks and make your way into the thicker part of the forest where only the smallest amount of sunlight can pierce and the land seems shrouded in dusk, even amongst a beautiful mid-day. They close on you, more and more with each step. You and your assailants are grounded among the trees, unable to take flight among the dense foliage. Minutes tick by like hours as the chase insues until one is close enough you can feel it at your tail.
Written by Lokor and Kire Kitsune on 02 April 2013