I felt the rush of adrenaline fill my body as i heard their barks. 'RUN' was all i could think. As the barking grew louder i felt myself run even faster. I would not die. I could not die. For some lousy human's fun? No. Not me. I didn't pay attention to where i was going. I just ran. Then i saw it. The cliff that separated the safe woods with the deep dark woods. This wasn't right. I stopped at the edge of the cliff. How had i managed to get all the way out here? My earth was no-where near this place. Had i really run that far? Suddenly the barking filled my sensitive ears. Too late. I had stopped for too long. I could see their brown pelts, their thick set legs and their long pointed snouts. I looked around. Surrounded. No escape. Except.... I looked at the other side of the cliff. I could make that jump. Not a bunch of dogs though. I could cross over for one second then come right back to the safe woods once i heard them give up! That would work right? Then i saw it. The flash of brown fur pelt towards me. And i jumped.
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Gladiators
General FictionWhen a young fox is attacked by dogs and scared into the deep woods, He finds a group that call themselves the Gladiators. This is kinda based off of Warriors and Survivors, and The Owls Of Ga'Hoole but is my own story.
