"Bad day! Bad day! Bad day!" The wolf was so preoccupied with her flight she didn't even realize words were spilling past her lips. Running through the trees lithely, she kept her ears focused on sound of beating wings. Afraid to look back at the beast still soaring over head. Ignoring the trickle of blood on her cheek from the already closing wound. A large bundle of trees appeared and she ducked into them. Hoping the predator would not follow. Still she kept running further and further in. Upper branches began to break and her gaze briefly flickered up. Â Distracted, she accidentally slammed into something solid. It took her a moment to process it had been a person. She wanted to apologize but words froze as a powerful shriek echoed a short bit away. Dang that thing was angry.
Without thinking she slammed a hand over the other's mouth and pulled them into the recess of a giant tree. Hoping the bird would simply get bored and leave.
