Hunted

-Chapter 7-

I wait several minutes until I know with confidence that the pair are gone. I then hop out of the tree, I needed dirt and water. I needed mud.

I know that thee boys would be stronger and faster then me, so I decide to take the stealth route in killing them.

It fortunately does not take me long to find a stream. I could use the water out of my water bottle, but I knew that water was drinkable and should not be wasted on making mud. I try and scoop up as much water as I possibly can and dump it on some dry soil. I keep repeating this until I have enough mud to cover my entire body with.

I smear the mud all over me like it is some magical, live saving cream, which in this case it probably will be. I cover my face, arms, legs, clothes, shoes and backpack in mud. I make an extra effort to absolutely saturate my jacket in mud, Turing it from a happy yellow into a safe camouflaging brown.

I find a piece of metal, on the stone bank of the stream. It is of knife shape, I pick it up, I could easily sharpen it up. Then it would be a real knife. Sharping the piece of metal up to a good blade would take forever but this could be the only weapon that is at my disposal. I put the metal in one of my pockets and pick up some stones. I for safety I climb a moderately tall tree and begin to quietly sharpen my piece of metal into a blade.

After the metal turns into a blade a come down from the tree. I keep the two small stones that I sharpened my knife with as they would be really good things to throw out as distractions. I look at my watch, I had been "hunted" for the past three hours and I had another nine to go. I open my backpack and decide that it was time to have a small snake. The first thing that I grab out is a packet of rice wheels. I take three and leave the rest for after. I try to chew them as slowly and quietly as possible. As I eat I wonder how I was going to find them. If I was looking for a pathetic little girl in a yellow jacket, where would I go? I decide to go to the middle of the forest to start of with, but of course there was no telling where they where. For all I know they could be behind me. I climb a tree to see where I was and where I needed to go. As I get above the lush canopy of the trees the wind hits my face and makes my long brown hair float in the air. I enjoy this moment, it may be one of the last happy moments that I ever get. I had to keep going to the right, to get to the  middle of the forest. I leap down the tree and a I do I start to notice that the sky is becoming a wonderful gradient of blues, pinks, yellows and oranges. Such pretty colours.  What a nice moment.

As time progresses, I finally start to understand the expression "bitter cold". I keep walking, my rain jacket also serves as a wind breaker, when I breath out steam escapes my mouth, so I pull the jacket over my mouth hoping that when I breath out the warm air will be trapped in the jacket and warm me up. And my nose, when I touch my nose it is so cold. If only I had matches to start a fire. Fire? That was it fire! The boys where out here to and they need to keep warm to. Maybe they had started a fire? I climb up another tree and notice how much better my tree climbing skills had gotten from when I entered the forest just hours ago. I climb to the summit and sure enough there was dark grey smoke towering over the trees. I feel a smile come across my face. Gotcha.