White Fur

Epilogue
Cold shivers ran up my spine. I laid coldly on the wet rock. The rain poured down on me." I tried to stand, but nothing happened. I could hear everything, the birds chirping, the leaves blowing, the water flowing. I tried once more to stand, but this time I stood up. I felt way different. Like if you dropped a dime, I could hear it a mile away. I looked at myself ....white fur? That's weird, I definitely don't remember wearing a coat out here. Suddenly a rustling noise, back behind, startled me. I had this sudden urge to fly, to run. To get away from this place would save me my life. I started running, jumping over rocks. Then I saw an arrow fly past me. All I knew at that moment was I was being hunted.