A snippety of wolves

Hellooo peoples.

Today I decided to share one of my short little snippeties lying around in my documents because why not? I’m in a snippety mood. Be sure to tell me what you think of it in the comments 🙂

Silently I stepped into the dark wood. I looked around cautiously, then began to make my way further among the trees. Suddenly a rustling emitted from the bush behind me and I frantically spun around. My heart was beating fast now and I could hear my breathing quicken.

There was another rustle and a leaf from the bush drifted gracefully to the ground. Slowly, I extracted an arrow from the quiver on my back and fitted it onto my bow, which I held with trembling fingers.

Terror surged through me as a wolf, double the height of a grown man, pounced from behind the bush. Its face was engulfed in the blackness but I could just make out its sharp, glistening fangs. I knew for sure that this creature could not be defeated. Petrified, I began to race into the heart of the forest, the wolf hot on my trail. I dare not look back for fear I’d be devoured by the beast.

When I reached an opening in the trees, I dived at a tall, many-branched tree and clambered up it. I was relatively high up now so I turned, gripped my bow, and aimed at the wolf. With a swoosh! my arrow flew through the air and struck the wolf’s side. The beast howled, but the arrow merely aggravated him. As quick as lightning, he surged forward and smashed his colossal shoulder into the tree. For one eerie moment the forest was lifeless. The tree swayed dangerously and, in one swift movement, it tumbled to the frosty ground.

Then everything went black.