The scenes of the decaying woods passed by him as nothing more than fragment blurs, as his paws pushed himself ever onward, he could hear shots in the distance, each one horribly failing it's mark as he watched bullets cascade around him, filling his world with shards of flying metal and fragmented shards of wood, as each bullet ripped into a nearby tree, or splashed into the water. His sweat-covered fur glistened in the hardly visiable sun as he raced ever onward...he had forgotten how long he had run, forever perhaps? The sounds of shots started to grow faint as he continued to race through the dying forest, the decaying ground glistening with specks of blood as his paws dripped from the cuts and scrapes his hours of running had taken upon him... The blurring world around him had began to spin, as he could feel the darkness begin to close around him as his exhaustion creep into his bones...and soon his paws slackened, and failingentirley as he passed out into a open clearing, the sun shining down upon his night colored fur...