Broken and Unloved Ch. 8

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Chapter 8. Trapped

I had woken up late that next morning scared and still a fox. I had stayed put for a little while until I heard a hound dog in the distance. At first I wasn't really scared so that's why I had remained still that is until I heard a man yell, " Gettem Joey . Gettem. I want a good fox pelt to go on my wall." That had frightened me...so... I had ran.

Now that I was running however I felt like I was being herded. Like I was running right into a trap. As if this is what he wanted me to do.

I was still running as fast as i could when i noticed there was a river up ahead. I figured that I could use this to my advantage. I dived in, rolling around covering my head and all in the crisp cool water. I was going to do this so that it would mask my scent from the hunting dog. Let's see that hound get me now.

I hopped out of the river and continued my run. I ran for at least twenty minutes before I realized that I had lost the dog. I could hear him howling in defeat at the other side of the river.

So I believed I was doing pretty well. That is.... until I ran into a trap. The ones that snap closed when you step on them and feel like they almost break your leg. Yeah that's how I was feeling now. I whimpered in pain and fright.... I was caught. My leg was bleeding badly and it hurt like hell.

I tried to turn human and pry it open but I couldn't shift back. I had no idea how to. I was terrified by this... what if I was stuck as a fox? The forest was ruthless and there was a hunter out there tracking me. He'd probably start checking his traps pretty soon. That didnt scare me as much as the sound of human footsteps that were approaching behind me. I tried harder to wiggle out of the trap tearing more skin causing me to howl in agony.

I decided to just stopped moving and tried to get ready for my own death. Its not as easy as it sounds... was a miracle going to get me out of this, or was I going to die tonight right here.... right now.... I guess I was going to find out.

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