Fallen Feathers

The UnLucky Escape

"WHERE IS HE!"
Three of the most loyalist werewolves were running after a black hooded man that run pass trees and bushes.
The man was no where near the same species of the werewolves but yet his rose red wolf tail was dragged from the man from his speed.

Unfortunately, if the hooded man wasn't so risk taking and slightly thoughtless, him hiding would of lost the werewolves but no, he ran on branches, snapping them with every step which draw the attention to the three chasing him.

"THERE!"

"GET HIM NOW!"

The mans pants was a sign of him draining stamina from running but yet he still ran and ran and ran.
However, it was not meant to last as the unlucky runner stoped but what was in front of him was a cliff and at the bottom was a raging river.

"Crap..."

Whispered the helpless cloaked man but he wasn't entirely helpless as he had no weapons, he turned his head but his face was not shown from the shadow of his hood.

"Well, well, well.. look at this, huh, my friend?"

The werewolf with a armoured body but his scarf can make him stand out as it's blood red that suits his blood red tail and ears confronted the cloaked man but his voice has a wheezing tone from being exhausted however that did not ruin his voice of anger yet a bit of evil.

"You have no rights to call me your friend if you are not mine.."

The leader of the three werewolves smirked as he swished his red scarf into the wind as it hangs from his neck. "Now, now. Let's not be violent here. Us werewolves are quite understanding creatures.." his smirk grew as he holds something behind his back and out of the targets view.

"If you call yourself 'creature', then so be it.. but my opinion is your the monster..."

The cloaked man growled at the evil man that gives him untrustworthy vibes but he wished to walk away but in his position, he can not.

"Monster? MONSTER? Oh you poor, poor soul... as the sound of it pleases me, you should of kept your mouth shut..."

He says with such a evil and dark tone, he drew out a silver marked gun and points it straight at the, once again, helpless man.
"You have no idea how much Iv been wanting to do this... good night."
He laughs evilly as he shot the target which causes him to fall backwards off the cliff and his body dives into the river.

"WHY DID YOU KILL HIM!?"

The werewolf that holds the gun looked back and sees the other werewolf with long hair that looks like it's made out of candy floss staring at him with complete shock.

"He wasn't worthy to live... anyhow, let the river of death deal with his corpse. Come, we must return to our home and report to the majesty herself that the traitor has now fallen."