A/N Wierd thing, I noticed one day were there was absolutely no views. No idea what happened...
She leaned against a nearby tree, gasping for breath. The sun had dipped from its lofty perch in the sky, and was just kissing the herizon. She knew that if he couldn't make it to her mother by the time it rose again, her rescuer would be no more.
Reeling, she set off again, shere stubborness forcing her onwards. She wished ferverently that the palulukan would return, and lend it's help to her efforts. But it didn't.
She stumbled into the clearing, almost crying as the last rays of day faded from her sight. She stopped. Where were the sounds of hunters returning? The children playing in the shade of the great tree, and the mothers warnings?
And then she saw.
The tree, laying across the whole of the clearing, blackened and scorched. The entire area was blanketed in ash, and for that she was grateful. This kind of carnage didn't happen without someone being hurt.
She was so stunned by the sight, she didn't see the pack of nantang creeping up on the pair. A heavy weight crased into her shoulders, knocking her onto her face, narrowly missing the fallen giant. Scrambling for her knife she twisted over, dislodging her attacker, and bringing her within reach of the weapon.
She turned back just in time to catch the wolf like creature. She pushed at its chest and shoulders, trying to keep it away, and bring her knife into position to strike.
She heard a familiar whistle through the air, and saw an arrow appear, piercing her attacker though the chest. Her eyes blurred, as the fatigue caught up with her. She felt herself falling, falling into the comforting, dark abyss...