Blackfoot Forest Kill a little time, you can sleep when you are dead

She had awoken way before he dragged her into the den playing pretend by keeping her body limp and breathing shallow. The weakness in her body and weak breath wasn't hard to do since it wasn't entirely faked. She had no idea how much blood she'd lost before he knocked her out but it must have been a lot because she was so tired. As he dragged her inside of some sort of den she kept her eyes closed as he nudged her, struggling not to shiver with disgust at his touch.


As he walked away she noticed the abnormalities in his step signalling a limp and felt pride. She had injured him enough to cause him pain. Good. When he settled back next to her she gave a low growl, eyes slowly cracking open to look at him. "Why drag me away? Why not kill me? Leaving my shredded body would cause more of a shock." her voice came out hoarse and raspy and she smacked her lips, realizing how dry her tongue was.