!This is just the prologue! Alright so this is my very first story ever so feel free to give Constructive criticism. Any unnecessary flaming will be deleted. Let me know if you think it's interesting so far. Oh yeah. Disclaimer:Obviously I don't own it.
I ran blindly through the forest. My body was exhausted but I continued to push myself. I had to get away. In my panic I couldn't tell if the panting I heard was coming from behind me or from my own laboring lungs.I could still remember the smell of smoke from the explosion I'd set off. Hopefully the blast would give me enough time to be long gone before they even noticed I wasn't in my cell. If you can even call it that but no, I wouldn't think of that. As of now I was finally free from that hell hole, and I was going to get away no matter what.
As the light began to fade my footsteps became more and more sluggish. Spotting a low tree branch, I pulled myself up as high as I could before collapsing against the trunk. Calming my breathing, I focused on the surrounding sounds. Though I heard no sounds of a chase, I knew it would just be a matter of time before I was hunted again. I was smart though and would I until I could get to the ultimate safety. My home.
How I longed to be back there. It felt as if I'd been gone a lifetime and I could almost smell the fresh baked rolls I knew Cook would have made for dinner. Papa and I loved , I missed him the most. I new he'd find me though, he always did. A small smile came to my face at the memory of the games we used to play. The sound of an animal darting through the brush below broke me out of my I settled in for a sleepless night.