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The autumn leaves danced around her as they floated down from their perch in the trees. The branches growing barren, as much as her source of food. She was careful to step over the leaves with utmost speed, agility, and attentiveness. Watching as each of the auburn pigmented leaves were crushed under her tiny paws. She was smaller than most of her breed, no bigger than a large dog, but that was considered small. Her coat was solid back, with no pigmentation changes throughout her thick, warm coat. Her tail flowed evenly to the tip, slightly curled up at the end pointing towards the sky that she would normally howl at. With her ears set loosely on her head, occasionally tipping from side to side and rotating to pick up other sounds, she quietly walked through the forest. It wasn't until she heard a gunshot that her fur raised on end and she took off. The sound startled her enough to cause her to stop watching where she was running. A fatal mistake. Soon jaws from below came up and slammed across her bone, ripping into flesh and tendon as it crunched around her thigh. She yelped loudly and tried to pull her leg free, but to no avail, it was stuck fast. She attempted to shift, but given her leg was stuck, it kept her from focusing, the pain radiating up her back into her hip. The pain of her pulling and biting at her leg eventually started to take it's toll on her body as she lay down with her leg outstretched, pulling on every nerve in her body. She started to howl softly, hoping her pack would hear her, but she was too far out. She had broken their rules yet again, never following their codes. This time might be her last mistake. Her breathing was labored, further proven by her rapid jerks in her chest, and her muzzle agape attempting to calm herself down so she could think. She lifted her head attempting one more go at pulling the contraption off of her, only succeeding in doing further damage as it clung on tightly. It's massive, sharp teeth gripping her and never letting go. Blood soaked the ground under her as she lay against the leaves. Her vision started to dull as she lost a lot of blood from the wound. It was becoming difficult for her to think, let alone stay awake but she knew she had to. The last attempt had moved the metal monster upwards more on her leg, ripping her leg up even higher as it bit into her hip bone causing a pain to shoot up her back as it clamped down tightly on the nerve that controled her motor functions. She panted and her eyes watered, her front paws clawing heavily into the soil as she dug until hitting the moistened ground. Her eyes started to drift closed, and her tail stopped tapping as the world around her started to darken. She couldn't tell if it was from the blood loss, or nightfall. The only thing that reawakened her senses and keen sense of smell was that of a crunch of leaves and sticks, seemingly under the boot of a human. She could hear it's heartbeat, and smell it's scent. It wasn't too close yet, so she couldn't discern it's gender. Her lips slowly parted to reveal her white fangs that were ready to rip flesh if need be. The figure started to come more into view, she quickly recognized the crossbow handing from the figures hip, instantly assuring her that this was a hunter and he had come to kill her. She opened her maw to snarl but she had lost too much blood to lift her head, completely at his mercy. She wished her healing powers would kick in so she could run, but the foreign body that was latched so tightly to her kept those powers from functioning correctly. All she could do is lay in her crimson pool and await her fate as the figure loomed closer, closing in on her as she realized now it was a male. Her heartbeat raced as she anticipated the figure finishing her off. She couldn't help but flash back to her family, knowing that with her gone they would mourn her loss and she would never return back to those mountains she had learned to call home.