Wolf's POV
I ran as fast as I could to get away from the scary humans, and I dove under a bush as they tried to catch me, and scrambled back out, continuing to sprint away.
When I leaped over a log, a frog hopped by and peered at me curiosly, but I forced my own curiosity down as I ran through the trees, when I stepped on a large collection of dead leaves, and a sharp, hard, jaw-like contraption snapped onto my left leg as I screamed in pain, but thankfully, the leaves that soon blanketed half of my small body muffled my cry.
I tried my best to stay quiet as a few muffled wimpers escaped my mouth as the humans grew closer and closer, when they stopped and saw me, and laughed at me, saying something along the lines "that they should just leave me here to bleed out and die."
I rested my head on the grassy forest floor as my leg went numb, and let out a small sigh as drowsiness overcame me, but as I was about to go to sleep, a large gust of wind that I recognized as a WIND SPIRIT swirled around me, but soon shot up into the sky to dance among the stars as they carried along a few leaves that slightly outlined their invisible body.
I stared ahead in shock.'Weren't Wind Spirits close to being extinct because the humans used them as generators until they were forcefully lived past their time, and suffered death!? What's a spirit doing out here anyways!?' I thought to myself, about to theorize more when my heavy eye-lids closed shut, and I gave a tiny sigh before letting sleep overcome me.
The tweets of a few birds that dared to live in this perilous forest woke me up, when a wave of light-headedness hit my head, allowing the memories of last night to return as I craned my neck to check on my leg.
Just as I had predicted, the wound was still bleeding, partially soaking my grey fur, but now it had lessened because I had lost so much blood, and I was about to close my eyes again when I heard a blood-curdling shriek coming from behind me, and I jumped with suprise as a mix of a bird and human, and the same Wind Spirit zoomed passed me, and shot up into the air.
I cocked my head in confusion, not knowing what had just happened when a small giggle came from a ways above me, and I turned my head upwards, looking through the gaps in the trees to see another young humans boy seemingly floating in the air, as the human hybrid let out some green, regurgitated food from his mouth as he floated along with the scruffy boy.
I then saw the normal human boy ask the Wind Spirit something, and the Spirit probably nodded in understanding as they slowly drifted the two back down to the ground somewhere behind me, and I layed my head on the grass once again as I stared ahead with half-lidded eyes, while boredom encased my mind as time slowly ticked by.
About and hour later, I cursed myself for being in this trap when a nearby bird picked up an acorn from besides them and dropped it on my head, scolding me for cursing at such a young age as I jumped up and growled at them, when a sharp yelp of pain escaped my mouth, and the pain shot up from my leg and through my body until it stopped at the bottom of my throat.
I plopped back down on the ground as I clenched my teeth, when running footsteps came up behind me and I turned around sharply, not caring that I was making my wound bleed again as I growled softly at the stranger, when I recognized the stranger as the human hybrid that I had seen before.
He seemed really nervous for some reason, but he hesitantly held out the palm of his hand to my face, and I licked it, meaning that he had now gained my trust.
The human seemed to beam with excitement, but held it down as he reached towards my injured leg and slowly pried the trap apart, and I sprang free of my prison when the pain shot through my body again, and I had to hold back another wimper of pain so that I wouldn't attract anymore attention.
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Feathers
FantasyOnce, Mother Nature and her children(the animals and plants) lived without fear of anything happening to them, when 2 humans come to their island, seeking food, water, and shelter. Mother Nature pitys the new-comers and sustains their needs, and qui...