𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲

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L̊o̊c̊åt̊e̊d̊ s̊o̊ůt̊h̊e̊r̊n̊ p̊år̊t̊ o̊f̊ Gr̊e̊åt̊ Dr̊åg̊o̊n̊ Vål̊l̊e̊ẙ / v̊i̊l̊l̊åg̊e̊ o̊f̊ Pingayo

Brittled leaves and dried stems trampled under his rushing feet. Bead of sweats rolled down through his prominent forehead. Rapid thumb of his alerted heart crash down like turbulent waves on his ears. Vaulting graciously over the logs that obstructed his path, gliding down the steep descent, he galloped like a majestic black steed through the grooves of trees.

Not far behind him a ravenous wolf followed his dashing footsteps. It's famished snarl resounding through the primeval forest.

It was supposed to be his rutine hunting hour. But the wild hares he was targeting turned out be quite a challenging ones. They slipped away from his precise arrowhead with such an ease, luring him deep into the sprawling forest. By the time he baged the dead hares** he was lost in a foreign part of the forest, And the sun was descending beyond the trees. Yibo strode through the forest path looking for an opening, the more he walks the more puzzling the directions become. It was then that an suspicious movements among the crowded clump of tree caught his attention. His skillful hands swiftly reached for the arrows on the quiver, drawing the bow and aiming it to the unwelcoming threat in the shadow. Four ferocious wolf jumped stright of the shades, seething at him, famished eyes ranking over him. With a reverberating growl they pounce at him and yibo didn't stumbled as he take three of the beast with his arrow piercing middle of their neck. But his luck was wary of quickly as realise that there isn't any arrow left to take down the one remaining enraged wolf.. And there isn't any option left to him other than run...