Frightened.

Chapter 10

Narrator's POV

These panthers performed an ambivalence display as they laid on the ground, hiding their tails behind their stomach.

His head was raised high up and gazing aggressively at them. His body drawn to its fullest height and his neck arched.

He snap at their vulnerable areas, their stomach, throats and his paws pinning some down.

He took out an untamed look, and curl his lips back to bare its teeth threateningly to these panthers.

The survivors, scamper deeper into the woods as they felt dominance. Slowly, he stood up to get a lucid view of the scene before him.

He felt so emotional, feeble and tired. When he had shifted back to himself, he clearly saw his ripped clothe.

Frightened I tried to move away but I almost tripped on my toe and he held me.

His eyes were almost shutting down but he judders to keep awake.

His palm was placed around his abdomen and it was warm. All he could see were ghosts gawking at him. Someone had shot him with wolves band and it was aff