"run run" Jamison thought as he ran through the forest. He could hear the snarls from behind slowly-slowly geting closer as he ran for his life. His Cries ecoed across the forest feeding to the noise around him, tho out of breath he kept running as the branches below broke beneath his feet. He felt heavier in and out of sight.
Till he fell no longer able to hold himself up
just the pain and the cold the forest left him with.
Out of breath, injured, cold and alone what could he even do. All he could do was cry, cry as he curled himself up holding himself for comfort.
"hEllp paapa help!"Jamison whispered
The noise got louder as the crunch of the branches was no longer from him, but from others, louder and louder, the ruffling of many, and the muffled growls of beast.
As Jamison whispered his last words for help a spark of fire flew past him, woosh with a loud bang as one of the wolfs screeched in pain, as it yelped on the ground, Jamison opens his eyes and another spark flew past him hiting the wolf, he hears it again and again and again.
Till there is only.... silence
Something starts to move... slowly, as it brushes against the bushes he stays down fearing what it could be, he then hears a slash like something being driven into the wolves and a last breath as they whimper.
crack-shink scared of what monster awaits him he closes his eyes as his body shivers from the cold slowly shutting itself of on the brink of death.