Bitterroot Valley A Mix of Lives comes with Curses and Blessings

As he was catching his breath he calmly looked around. It was actually quite nice around here. The wide open field felt refreshing with the partly clouded sky. This felt like a good place to hunt. He started to feel glad the rabbit lead him here. Perhaps it wanted him to improve, or maybe Esaro was just lucky. A few birds flew over head giving him a sense of peace. It made him want to get up and just take a deep breath of all this fresh air.

But as he was about to exhale, Snarls from a charging wolf came out of no where. He turned his head in surprise "Wha..?". Esaro had so many questions come all at once. Who is she? Why is she charging at him? Did he do something wrong? The list continues. The problem was that he had no time to say anything, nothing at all. How could he stop this? He didn't know what to do. He tried to think of something but he had no time to. His heart rate was rising rapidly. Without a plan or idea all he could do was freeze where he was.

He was off balanced, left side facing her, panicked. There was no way he could resist a charging force with the way he was positioned.  The attacker could very well just run him over. It would be so easy to knock him down. Esaro was completely open and defenseless. He never saw this coming, never imagined that one day he would get attacked.

Caught by surprise. Free hit of choice :P