I was supposed to write a thing for creative writing and It is supposed to be really short an stuff...Tell me what you think and stuff:
Dark golden eyes scanned the forest floor in anticipation. Stepping silently, Amber moved through the strings of sunshine coming down from between the trees, afternoon was turning the bars of light a pale orange. She stared ahead of her, her body rigid and frightened as she listened intently for the inevitable.
CRACK! The sound hit her ears as loud as a gunshot despite it being just a twig. Amber darted as swiftly and as fast as she could in the opposite direction of the sound. They were coming, and she knew she didn’t have long before they caught her. Her heart was pounding so hard that Amber thought they could hear it. Why? Why were they doing this? Faster and faster she ran weaving between trees and ducking under low laying branches when the sound that she never wanted to hear rang through the air.
BANG! A blinding pain shot forth throughout her body as she stumbled and fell, skidding to a bloody stop. Her golden eyes stared up at the strange and dangerous creatures with their smoking sticks as they approached her. She whimpered and tried to stand back up, but fell back to the ground with a thud. “Such beautiful fur! What a price it’ll get on the market!” One of the strange creatures cackled, his voice sick with lust. Amber looked up at her pursuers with hopeless eyes and waited.
Another loud shot echoed through the forest, causing birds to flee their nests in panic, and then the light enveloped the lone wolf on the ground. It was over
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