Tamer Chapter 3 Scene 1 (Patreon)

I ran for a long time before my adrenaline finally burned off. I was left wheezing from exertion at the edge of a small and surprisingly happy-looking creek. My brain begged me to keep going, but my lungs, heart, and legs told my brain to fuck off. They were the ones doing all the work.

I dropped my spear, hunched over my knees, and forced myself to take a break. The forest was alive with buzzing, squeaking, howling, and tweeting, but the one sound I feared inside the larger symphony of noise was nowhere to be found. The distinct chirping of those feathery raptors had been left far behind.