I'm trying to run as fast as I can, but it's impossible. My legs just wouldn't cooperate with me.
"DAMNIT, WHERE ARE YOU, YA LITTLE WHORE?" The voice screams behind me. I quickly turn a corner, and come to a dead end. Well, mostly a dead end. A forest is in front of me, looming in the light of the full moon. There was no path, but, hell, it's not that I would care.
I run, and I keep running. I don't even know who I'm running from. All I know is that he just killed my two closest friends, and I want to kill the sick bastard for it. Excepting the fact that he had a foot long kitana, I would have killed him. But you would never try to mess around with some whack-job kitana handling physcopath, would you?
The footsteps behind me are starting to get louder, and I'm getting a lot more scared. My heartrate must have been at at least 200 BPM at that point, and for good reason.
And then I tripped. You always see it in the movies and think,"You stupid jackass, look where you're going.", but this was diffrent. You don't get the fact that you have a complete maniac running after you. I turn around, scurrying off of the ground, my paws quickly trying to heal. And then the voice is right behind me. "Heh, so you thought you could outrun me, you stupid little wolf, now could you?"
The man who I am staring at is terrifing. He had a huge build, a giant scar across his face, and what seemed to be a giant tatoo of a gun on his lower left leg.
Did I mention he was a bull? Because that made it ten times worse. Huge ass horns looked me straight in the eyes, and I knew I was going to die.
He looked me in the eyes and asked, "Are you ready to die, son...?"