Run for it
You decide that making a run for it is the best idea. You’re not sure what this old wolf wants from you and you aren’t going to stick around to find out. You aren’t too rash though, taking a minute to observe the way you’re going to take to the opening, noting rocks you need to jump and things you need to dodge. You are positive that the elder won’t be able to catch you, and if there’s anything out there, you’ll just have to deal with that when you get there.
You look at the wolf one more time, before jumping to your feet, throwing your momentum towards the hole. A sharp, white hot pain sears through every fiber of your being as you do this though, causing you to take in a sharp intake of breath. This gasp, in turn, ignites your throat in what feels like flames and you realize you probably haven’t had anything to drink for however long you’ve been out.
“Wait!” You hear the old wolf call out, followed by the loud shuffling of his paws as he tries desperately to catch up to you.
The pain was unbearable, but you find that the faster you started moving towards that opening, the less it hurts. Whether it’s because your body is relaxing or simply it making you feel numb because the pain is so bad, you’re grateful as you near the hole.
“I wouldn’t go out there!” He yells, a distance behind you now.
That worries you, but you have no intention of stopping now; the pain is continuing to dull, and you’re afraid that if you stop, it will come back.
You take the last step and push yourself forward through the opening, just big enough for your body, and are momentarily dazed by the light.
You continue moving forward as your vision adjusts once again and your stomach feels as though it’s fallen to your feet.
All around you, there are other anthro-wolves, and they’re all looking at you. To your horror, a good number of them start towards you, their intent to catch you obvious. You slow down, momentarily forgetting that you were worried about the pain, looking to your right and left trying to decide which way to go. To your right there are a bunch of crude houses, which you assume is their village, and to your left there is a dense forest.
You worry that the village would be dangerous because it’s where they live, but you figure that they won’t expect you to head that way, catching them off guard; not to mention you might be able to find a good place to hide. The forest appeals to you because it is more open and isn’t as scary as running through their village. But the forest is unfamiliar to you, and they would most likely have the advantage at running through the thick forest.
Written by Pandachannnnn on 26 January 2017