It was a dark and gloomy day, silence surrounded the forest. It was eerily quiet, it was as if nature had sensed danger.
Not a single sound could be heard, no singing of birds, no noises from the insects, and no sign of the wind's breeze.
Until...
Clack... clack...clack...
The sound of rapid footsteps reverberated through the forest floor.
Huff... huff... huff...
The sound of heavy breathing could be heard coming from the running figure. The figure was that of a small boy no more than the age of twelve.
His complexion was pale and a look of terror was present on his features. Beads of sweat had formed on his pale face, his breathing unstable and he kept turning his head to look behind him.
The boy wanted to stop running and rest but that would cost him his life.
Just then, growls
