Being Buff

Alone

One day as I was walking on the bitter, freezing cold, I came upon a strange place that i had heard my mother talking about. It has a lot of animals in different habitats and a lot of trees. I could barely see it at first, but because of my good eyesight i saw glimpses. As i walked closer, i felt small, but much noticeable footprints (or bull prints if you will) in the white, thin snow. I couldn't hear anything even when i was inside. Just sweet silence. Until I heard growling again and I had turned to see bright greenish-yellow eyes in the distance. Then came about 7 more, all staring.....LIKE I WAS FOOD! I turned around and planned run as fast as I possibly could, but they had surrounded me growling fiercely at me. Through the little bits of moonlight i could see them. They had dark gray fur and razor sharp teeth. They wanted me to be afraid of them. They all pounced on me all at once and I was bleeding to death. I thought I was about to die. I heard angels singing. When I realized that I am stronger then all of them! I used my hooves and horns to kill them all one-by-one. Now it is my way to the infirmary before anyone else comes out! My name is Buffy, and this is my story.