After I lost my arm, I went into hiding. I covered up the entrance to my cave, and shriveled up at the back to hide my presence.
The beast came back. It smashed in my cave, and nearly crushed me in an instant- I barely had the strength to run, but I did.
In the process of fighting for my life, I lost several teeth, a few fingers on my remaining arm, and my entire right foot. This sucks, I'm dying, I'm tired, I can't feel my remaining body anymore. I feel like I'm going to pass out any second.
It's not easy, anymore. It's really hard to walk, since I'm balancing myself on a bleeding, open wound, and my tail. On top of that, I can't eat food anymore. I physically can't mince anything and swallow, everything is far too big and tough for my 3 remaining fangs. Is this really the end for me? Is this where my life is going?
A pathetic end to a pathetic life.
I'm hiding. I'm scared.