SWAR: A Sudden Visit.

After a week of no luck of really finding anything that stood out about any such things for years of anything like attacks, some strange forest fires, or something that would be strange. I started to give up. I wasn’t sure if i’d ever find the answers on the internet. My only thought was to explore outside and wander. But i never was to much of a large wandering outside. I kinda always had a bit of a range i stood near home. Something that would kinda feel like i could get back if needed. So i was unsure if i should slowly start making my ranges farther and farther to distance myself from my family and try exploring more deeper places. There was a wide desert land i lived around in. And behind some mountains had the Serria Mountains. A ridge of forest splittered inside them with so many wild natures of things about. The unknowns there could maybe be the trick. Most cellphone services didn’t manage to have signal out there and most likely didn’t room outside of paths or roads. So it could likely have options for hiding some questions. But that was over miles away. Leaving more questions for me to wonder how to even get there.

I sat on a stone by my park bike on a pathway in middle of the desert bit far from home on a lone dirt path that no one really rides on. Nearby a dirt road just bit down the hill but barely any cars drove on it. I just stared at the city below in thought on a warm-hot 88F degree day with a light breeze puff here and there that fickle my light brown hair on my head that was in a short buzz-crew cut style way. Blue eyes looking at the landscape. Semi tan white skin shining off the sun as i wore a simple red hoodie shirt with tan shorts. Having brown hiking boots on and white ankle socks. I had my new tools around my waist in a specialized holster that i made along with my two 10inch fixed blades on both sides of my waist. My animal hoodie i kept under my shirt as i wore it. It somehow felt better to keep close. But i also had worry of it posing some problems of being seen. Lucky it was somewhat hidden enough from the shirt’s neck when not wearing the head top part.

“If only they given me some kind of information about the forest they protected. Or a scene. Though i guess that wouldn’t truly help because all i’d see is just leaves and everything. But if they were…. No that wouldn’t keep them limited to such area. If they were trying to hide, desert hares wouldn’t stay on the edge of a forest-desert area. So they might’ve been in a real depth forest to hide. But that also would’ve been… That…..That might just be it. Animals out of place. Though that could’ve also been reason why they might’ve gotten founds out because of the odd species in a place they should’ve been in. hmmm. Still begs the question if they learned this or not. But might be a small hint that could be something to spot. But that is still a far fetch. If i could find it. That probably already means whatever kind of hunters these are. Might’ve already found another location…..ugh.” I talked to myself and hmmed thinking outloud as i stared about the landscape.

Though as i kept pondering what to do. A black van-like truck suddenly caught my attention as i could spot it from where i sat, it was driving up the path i drove my bike from. At first i just shrugged it off and kept thinking. But when it turned from the 4way direction to go left or right farther down along the ridge of the mountain. It instead drove straight and started quickly climbing the hill almost like it was driving straight for me.

“Uh….. Ok. Why’s that truck driving up the ridge to me? There’s nothing up here.” I said and looked back to confirm and yup i was right nothing but up to a abandoned road that was a dead end to a ditch. I turned back to watch again the truck and it kept prowling up more. So i quickly got up and onto my bike. But when i did and got ready to speed off. I noticed the truck stop suddenly. Then 3 people stepped out of the truck.

For a moment i watched and wondered what they would do. From the distance i couldn’t see if they had any guns or so. But what made me peddle to the metal afterwords, was when i was watching. Two seem to get on fours and started sprint different directions like they look like they turned into feral dogs or something and started quickly making their way up the hill on four legged foot.

“OK THAT ISN’T normal. I’M OUT.” I mentioned and thankfully i was riding a powerful enough electric bike to climb more and ride off paths. I turned and made my own to rip off-road.

‘Gotta get out of sight from the spotter. Else they’ll probably keep whoever these things are on my butt. If they’re whatever i think. No way i’ma be able to out run them. Normal wolves already run fricken fast. And no way my bike’s gonna reach past 30 in a strip of dirt. And if they’re such. That means they are likely to run twice as fast. Which in turns means i’m pretty FRICKED.’ i thought as i jumped off a little ramp and landed it onto another pathway that lead deeper up the mountain ridge but was still largely easy to spot me. My bike throwing dirt behind which wasn’t helping at all but least i was getting some distance. Least in terms of the truck. But i tried to keep looking back to see if i could spot the two feral runners. But i couldn’t see. One probably was lower running in the undergrowth slow enough not to make trails. The other i could barely see from my left that had a faint dirt cloud and it wasn’t to far from me.

‘Why’s this suddenly feel like a horrormovie? OH nevermind and shut up stupid brain. Just punch it and keep pedaling the frick up.’ I thought more as i pushed more. Finally the trail smoothened out and wasn’t at a high slant up. But it was looking like it was digging through the mountain side. So this might’ve been a good thing to hide from the truck. But the two following ferals might still easily get on my trail. Only lf of the worse thing was deserts didn’t have many options for hiding. And for a creature who could sniff out drugs from a metal tincan box, IE a police dog. They’d probably still be able to track me. And worse i had my animal skin on me to which might also tell them alot.

But as i was trying to drive along the path deeper into the mountain neck. I caught glance of one of the monster creatures on my right suddenly rushing my flank. And by looks they were likely gonna jump grab me. So i made a ditch effort to jump off my bike just in nic of time as it jumped to leap at me and managed to jump over them as they grabbed the bike instead to tumble with it. Though me i wasn’t so thrilled for the after piece of landing and ended up hitting the ground semi hard and into my own tumble roll a couple of feet head to.

“ugh…Not the greatest of moves. Why do movies make it look so painless. Ugh.” I said after my thudding tumble roll on the semi smooth but semi rock filled path. I glanced to where the creature also managed to get thrown with the bike. Surprisingly it had a hand caught in a wheel. But even more surprisingly it just stood back up with the bike in hand and threw it away like a piece of trash. Only for me to watch it land back on the ground about 20feet away in a 15foot height thrown. ‘I’m so dead.’ I thought and ughed hard as i fought hard for stamina to push myself back on my feet. My body felt like i got punched everywhere and everything was hurting quite much. But i tried to ignore it as i pulled myself up on my feet to stand looking at the creature. And as it slowly came over and hissed barked. It was confirmed it was some kind of were-wolf like. But the colors looked more like a red fox. So my guess some were-fox of sorts. They stood about 5foot and looked like a anthro-person or guess you would say a were creature. Feral but humanoid.

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH to you to. So what you wanna do?” I shouted and questioned. Which gave the critter a hmph look for a moment before getting on fours.

‘Stand off. Great. That means they wanna hold me here till the truck gets up. Which would be faster than i want. I could use the ridge to my right to dip in and run that way.’ I was thinking before i heard a chuckle from my left back and glanced for a moment to see a werewolf with brown-grey fur. Almost in a laugh it seemed it gave like ‘no where to go now.’

I couldn’t stand defenceless. So i grabbed the two tungs from the holsters and pulled them out standing in a defensive stance as i stood side to side of them slowly stepping to the drop ditch.

“Run. I dare you. It’ll make it more fun for us.” The fox were said. While the wolf chuckled and barked. “COME ON GO. RUN. It’ll be fun!”

“Are you sure?” I questioned back, which made them kinda get taken abit back. “If you want me to run. Sure. Can be fun. If you want that. Ok. Cya!” I mentioned again and quickly turned to run down the ditch.

I could hear a laugh. “Yes……This’ll be fun.” And soon i could hear one rustle down along behind me. Almost in a way of being like ‘yawn this is to easy. I’ma go slow on this goon.’ as they followed me down. But after i got down i quickly followed the ditch slow farther down the mountain end. Jumping over bushes and tumble weeds. Something that might’ve probably be no problem for something with insane strength and healing ability. But if they were rushing through it like a rhino. They might be in for a tree of having all that brush sticking to them like glue. And after awhile of slow following. I glanced back to see them kinda taking a farther pace behind as their face and body was covered in thorns, foxtails, and so many other desert sticks. And that was the distraction i needed. The other one i couldn’t spot. So my guess is they were making their way down from the front. Which gave me enough time to drop down behind a large bush. I only had one chance. But at same time i was risking everything to be left. “Wish these came with ability to summon.” i said as i quickly dug into the ground and soon off with my clothes to stuff into ground. Then i buried them back in. I wasn’t sure this would hide them. But maybe. So after setting everything in the hole. I changed into my feral form and quickly bounded off to the west. Hoping just my feral form would trick them from noticing i changed. Which i think did the trick as after i made it quite a distance away. I stood up on twos to glance back and watch as the werefox was still running among the ditch line down the mountain. I could also spot the werewolf farther up ahead on the road.

So after the two got farther down distance chasing air. I quickly bounced back to where i stashed my stuff. Thankfully i could change into a hybrid/humanoid/anthro like. So i put most back on besides my shoes that i tied around my waist back and used my body to quickly bounce jump far up more the mountain to the west. Keeping to jumping low but high enough above some bushes and around them as i rounded my way to another mountain edge that finally hid me from sight from below and i kept flying ahead in bounces to run within the mountain ridges to keep a low profile. Since it was hot and the wind wasn’t much. My scent was far unlikely to blow down to them. But my tracks and scent were probably fresh. So i didn’t stop. Even through the pain i gotten from tripping off my bike. Which i still had faint wish to go back and get. But instead i decided not to and kept running deeper among the mountain.

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I wasn’t sure how long it was. But i seemed to made it on the otherside of the mountain after my long jump rush and finally made it to the forest ridge. Which lucky there was a stream running through. So i finally stopped and changed back to human to sit down and grab some water. The cold fresh water was refreshing but i kept from drinking much as cold water on a hot day wasn’t good for one’s body. So i kept to only drinking a bit before crashing to lay on the ground. “Ugh…………..” I grumbled. My body felt so bad. I was sure i’ma have sore arms, body bruises everywhere. I traveled for so long to run.

And i wasn’t done as i heard a scream-howl in the air behind. ‘Their gonna track my location. I could follow this stream. Might put off the scent and wash the prints a bit. Or Got a better idea.’ I thought as i ughed and forced myself back on my feet. I wasn’t to thrilled of continuing on. But i had to. I glanced around so no others of humans might be around before i changed back to hybrid form. Then i stuck my hands and feet into the water. I headed down the stream. But not without making the stream ground get all mangled like i was dragging my feet. This way i could shuffle the direction in the ground and make it blind for which way i might be going. So for awhile i shuffled down the stream for another ten mins. Before i jumped a large distance away and grabbed onto a tree to land on it’s side. Using my claws to grasp the side of the trunk. Then i did another bound to another and after 3 more trees. I jumped to the ground and quickly made my way deeper into the woods with large bounces ahead. Hopefully my trick of not sticking to the ground and my shuffle in the stream would keep them more pathed on the stream and off my course. I was no hunter expect to know how to get a hunter off one’s back. But i guess my own animal instincts and human ability chimed in on both ends for me to use.

Leaving me again after like 30mins of running again. I finally stopped farther deeper in the woods and jumped ontop of a large smooth boulder to take a flop and lay down. ‘Ugh………………………………………………’ I thought inside my head and lightly grumbled. My legs and arms were really killing me. And i think my survival rush was finally melting away. So my stamina of trying to run anymore was really low.

‘I hope that got them off my butt….’ I thought and sighed. Laying on the warm rock.

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Survival can be a throat cut tactic. Pushing one to the brim of their body.