The Little Runaway

I could hear the soft sounds of the forest around me and could hear another sound as well I focused on it. one no two sets of footsteps slowly creeping in closer to me as I lean against the tree with my eyes closed and my bow notched ready to fire at whoever it is as I am clenching my teeth in pain as my ankle is pulsing in pain still. I hear a snap of a twig and a whispered curse in the bush ahead of me. "who's there" I manage to shout with a hint of pain in my voice and my arrow aimed at the bush that is now being pushed to the side as a young guy steps through but freezes when he sees my arrow pointed at him.