I felt my lungs burn as I continued to run down the sloped path in the thunderstorm that came out of nowhere. It was a complete downpour that made the path ahead a giant mud pit, and it certainly didn't help that it was in the middle of night. It made trying to see forward nearly impossible if you weren't familiar to downpours and you didn't have a goddam huge amount of adrenaline pumping through your veins. I felt my legs continue to burn as I ran faster than I've done in my life, I didn't have a rhythm to my run since every few steps my leg would jut out and I would trip over my own feet.
I looked behind me to see nothing but I still felt there presence since wolves never really give up on easy pray and that glowing eyed creature more than likely wants me dead. I looked forward to see a collapsed tree ahead covering most of the trail, except a tiny bit under the tree. I dived onto the ground next to the tree and quickly began crawling under the tree to get to the other side. It felt like I was crawling through slime and it was absurdly cramped under it as I began scraping my claws against the ground to move faster. I managed to get out from under the tree and as I got out from under the tree I heard a very distinguishable growl about an inch from my head.
I backed up from the noise and saw a grey wolf on top of the tree growling at me in a pouncing position. I quickly reached for my revolver and as I started to aim the wolf pounced. It landed on top of me but I didn't land on my back, instead I began tumbling down a small cliff. I held my gun tight as me and the wolf continued to tumble down the cliff and as I continued to try and grab something with my free left claw. All I felt was hard dirt and a excruciating pain start in the claw and before I knew it, I felt my legs hit some hard ground and I fell face first into the muddy dirt at the bottom.
My legs felt like they were just forced to be bended in an angle they should never be bended at, causing me to make a screech. I grunted "Ohhh fuck that hurt!" I picked my head up and saw that my gun was about a foot away from my outstretched claw and that the wolf was picking itself up. I quickly stood myself up even though I felt my bruised back spasm and my injured legs trying to lock up as I picked up my revolver by the handle. The wolf turned toward me and the moment it started to lung I fired my gun that was aimed for its head. The wolf's face exploded with blood and bone as the wolf mid lunge went back to the dirt floor as it landed a foot away from me.
I stood there trying to catch my breath after falling from a several meter long drop and almost getting mauled by a wolf. I heard howling coming from the top of the drop and when I looked up I saw the blue glowing one from the field, staring at me with its white hollow eyes. I began stepping backwards away from it while also trying to ignore the growing aches all over me, it eventually decided to move forward willing to face the slope to catch me. It ran down the slope instead of taking it slow and I bolted the other direction, running through parts of bushes and losing my footing at random roots or over my own paws as I continued to run.
I ran into a small clearing and before I could attempt to dodge a wolf lunged from my right and pinned me on my back. I stopped the bite from hitting my throat with my left claw though that didn't stop him from biting down on it and shaking it to tear my goddam arm off. "Augh little shit!" I shouted as I began beating the wolf with the handle of my revolver, it whined and growled as I began swinging incessantly at it. One swing managed to knock the dog on its side and as it still clamped its jaws around my wrist, I pointed my revolver at the bottom of its head and pulled the goddam trigger.
The dog's jaw went loose and I pulled my ripped open arm from its mouth and tried to pick myself up with my still good arm. I limply lifted my left arm and saw that it was tore open and it was bleeding profusely, I grabbed my bandages from the first aid pack looped around a loop on my pack and slowly started to roll it around my wrist. I layered it twice and tightened it while I was grunting in pain. The bandages though were now soaked due to the downpour so I just dropped the roll onto the muddy ground.
After I was done I began moving this time at a brisk jog due to the pain that's throbbing in my arm and the rest of my body. I kept moving for what felt like hours as my vision kept on becoming more and more blurry, I kept on moving no matter what due to the wolves that are chasing me... "Where are they?"That thought kept on racing through my mind as I continued to moving straight until I found a dirt path going downward, so I took that and followed it for an undetermined amount of time. At least now the rain stopped but I'm still soaked to the bone and I actually began shivering, If I don't die tonight then these wolves are deplorably bad at killing an injured and dying creature.
I looked at my wrist and saw that the bandages were basically doing nothing at this point, they were so damp with water and blood that it was actually dripping watered down blood onto the muddy path. At least it should be if it isn't on my clothes because at this point I could barely see anything in the darkness.
After an undetermined amount of time I eventually walked to a small clearing with several broken down carriages all around it, except for a entrance with what looks like a gate created by two trees connecting to each other to make an arch. I began walking toward it since it was the only viable exit in this clearing that wasn't back towards the white glowing eyed dog and its pack. When I hit the center of the clearing I heard a low, resonating growl that made me stop in my tracks, and before long it slowly walked out from the side of the entrance.
The blue ethereal wolf with white glowing eyes stared at me with what I could only guess was leer, as it narrowed its eyes and one step at a time slowly walked till it guarded the exit like a faithful guard dog. I looked around me to also see multiple wolves slowly creep out of the carriages like phantoms crawling out of the shadows to steal the souls of children. I slowly reached for my knife with my left claw and pulled it out of its sheath, I kept my knife and subsequently my arm huddled close to my stomach not to different from where It was when I was walking.
I muttered "Yeah come at me you shits." I kept my back arched as I spread my paws and kept my revolver ready to shoot. I shouted "Yeah... yeah I sure as shit wont make it easy for you!" It was more than likely the gryphon pride showing its face at this point but I will not die in a fucking forest.
I turned my head and noticed a wolf sprinting toward me so I began turning only to have the dog move faster and nip me behind my right knee, causing me to fall onto the knee and as the dog moved back to lunge I quickly pointed my gun at the dog and fired. It yipped and fell over from a bullet hitting the side of it's ribcage and before I could get up from my couched position another wolf lunged at me and put me on my back. The wolf failed to bite me during the lunge, I quickly shot the wolf twice in the center chest but immediately I felt fangs dig into my right leg and a deep growl from there. With the dead wolf still on me I looked down my right side and fired my gun at the dog, only one bullet hit the dog but luckily it released its grip so I quickly pushed the carcass of to the side and stood up with minor shaking only to find a single dog in the clearing.
The wolf was bleeding from its left side as it laid on its right, wheezing like its being choked to death. I limped to the wolf a meter away and stared at it before aiming the gun and shooting it in the head. The only eye that was visible had a hole in it and it quickly welled up with blood to fill the hole. I began walking toward the blue ethereal wolf before I heard an angry growl behind me, I turned to see a wolf with rushing toward me in a straight line while barking like a man would scream curses. I pointed my gun and pulled the trigger but I only heard a clicking noise come from it. The gun was fucking empty so I chucked it at the wolf though it didn't come close to it. The wolf threw it self at me and grabbed my right arm as I spun and hit the ground.
I felt dazed as I ended up finding myself on top of the wolf as it gnawed at my arm and began scratching me with its hind legs wildly. I screamed at the wolf with a feral anger and rage as I brought my knife down on the wolfs chest, hearing the harsh almost guttural sounds of the serrated blade being stabbed and subsequently also being retracted from the flesh and fur of the wolf. My shouts are guttural and sounded more like a monstrous bird than a intelligent creature with emotions. My arm hurt like a stuck it in a fire as I continued to stab the wolf and I only stopped stabbing when the dog stopped whimpering.
"Augh huh..." I continued to pant as I slowly and unsteadily stood up from the now bloody and viscera strewn ground. I looked down at the cut open corpse and struggled to bend over to retract the blade from the dogs chest. After a second of struggle the knife broke free from the carcass causing me to fall on my back. After another struggle to get up I looked up and saw the ethereal wolf was gone, I moved toward the general direction of where I threw my gun and found it covered in mud."Shit hope no muds in the chamber."I wiped my claws over the weapon to get the mud off before opening the chamber and cycling it to check each round. It looked ok so as I walked through the gate out of this hell I began emptying the chamber and slowly began replacing the empty casings with bullets as I was both limping and my claws shook like crazy.
After all seven rounds are placed I closed the chamber and put the gun back in the holster as I continued to limp in a general direction even as I felt my vision blur and the aches turn into a burning misery that wished to bring me on my knees. After more time has passed my hearing felt like it was dulling and when I looked down at my chest I noticed that it was seeping blood and staining the shirt I openly cared for, I also felt my vision swim and I began losing my footing. I muttered "augh fuck the shh... pain dammit all." I managed to stay standing and from this point on I just looked straight only moved in that direction.
I noticed I came up to a new road as my vision started becoming less colorful and I started feeling exhaustion grip my body with its shadowy hands. I felt my world turn into a world filled with red and black and pure pain as I felt nothing but pain. I felt my back arch as I hit something so tremendously hard I felt nothing, could barely move and my vision might as well shouldn't exist. I could see the glow of whatever fucking hit me and every instinct in my broken body told me to at least mock the creature and also shoot it. I opened my mouth but it only caused me to start heaving and coughing up a thick red fluid. I very shakenly tried to reach for my gun and after an agonizing amount of time I picked it up and tried to aim it at the blur and felt everything in my arm lock up when I fired. It hurt to shoot my gun, it hurt to just keep my piss yellow eyes open as even when my arm was locking up I fired even more times until I just couldn't keep my eyes open.
I felt the world just slip into the ink of black not hearing another sound as I slowly faded into the darkness of my mind and felt the slow cold creep of death envelope me. I couldn't recognize anything in the world other than the fact that at some point I felt something warm touch me.
"It's a good thing no one will miss me."