Aila sprinted down the dirt track and towards the cover of the forest. She did not know where she was, but if she could lose him in the woods, recover from her injuries, then shift, that was her priority. Escaping from Clint and the hunters. Her head whipped back behind her as she heard Clint laughing maniacally; he was in front of the log cabin, dabbing at his chequered shirt.
"The more you run, Aila. The more I like it." He said darkly, knowing well that she could still hear him. Aila looked forwards, her eyes scanning the area. Deeper into the woods, that's what she needed to do. She gritted her teeth as she heard the pounding of footsteps from behind her. He was seriously chasing her!
