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Escape to Sare

I look at his emerald eyes sparkling in the moonlight. He chuckles darkly "What have we here?" His voice deep, but smooth as chocolate, but a rich trap I know all to well. "A rouge!" He spits out venomously.

"Y-yes." I internally scream, I hate myself for feeling scared! He laughs. "You're nothing more than a little princess, you can do nothing!" He says, a deep growl rising from my throat. "And she's feeling a little, oh what's the word? SCARED!" He yells. I flinch back, but remind myself these are merely words, I've been through worse!

"I'll leave you alone, if you promise you'll give up the location of your pack." He states matter-of-factly. "NEVER!" You scream!

"So be it." He says glaring at me. Then suddenly his hands are wrapped around my throat. He's growling, while he's distracted with his anger. You twist around and grab a knife that was concealed in my jacket, and stab his leg. He screams out in pain. "What the crap!" He yells confused at first. Then I see the mistake I've made. He screams in rage and he pulls out the black nice with a cherry wood handle and stabs my wing. "Ahh!"

Then we're plummeting. Down, down, down. Adding a little spiral as he follows and rips the knife out. I grunt in pain. As I look into those emerald eyes, and then he chuckles. "We will meet again." He's smiling coldly, then he's gone. Poof, disappeared.