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I grabbed a small hide bag, filling it with as much food as it would carry and made my way into the forest. It was still dark, only an hour till sunrise. No one would be awake at this time, making it a safe time to make my escape.
I couldn't stay here. I would be reduced to a silent woman, following the orders of an asshole of a husband, who would no doubt beat me when I didn't comply. No, that would not be me.
I was Ayasha and at only 19 years of age I had a life to begin, a dream of freedom to accomplish.
I took one last look at the small tribe before making my way through the forest, a new life starting this very minute.
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The sun was high in the sky as I entered my meadow of white, wanting only to fall into the comfort of the small flowers. Preparing to drop my bad, something caught my eye, something red.
I focused on the patch on the far side of the meadow from where I stood. Red flowers maybe? But I knew that couldn't be; there was nothing but white pansy's within this meadow. I took a cautious step forward, holding my breath while doing so.
Nothing moved. No sound was made.
I went to take another step, when something did move causing me to freeze rigidly.
The red was blood; a deer carcass ripped to shreds. But that wasn't the reason why my heart almost gave out on me; the reason was the thing that was consuming it. From where I stood I could see him in detail. Easy 6"4 and a lean body full of corded muscles, rippling as he moved. His thick mattered black hair sat messily on his head, falling to his shoulders. But what stood out most was his huge canines, easily seen from where I stood, still rooted to the spot. Claws the size of small daggers ripped through the dead animal like it was paper.
Oh God what kind of beast was this.
