// demonic--blood
Jared was running, sprinting through the woods, constantly looking over his shoulder to see if he had managed to loose the hunters that were now on his trail, but they were still there and there didn't seem a way to be able to get rid of them. One shot a bullet, which missed Jared just by an inch. The werewolf yelped in surprise before he made an abrupt turn and continued running as fast as he could, he kept on like this for what seemed like ages, running as fast as he could, not daring to look behind him in case they were still there. Eventually he slowed down when he realized he no longer heard them. The werewolf let out a sigh, stopping in his tracks, greatful that he'd managed to loose them. He started to walk, but kept his eyes busy by looking at his sorroundings, not recognizing where he was and very well knowing he was lost. But he forgot to do one thing, watch where he was going, and that's how he managed to step on a bear trap. He felt the pain immediatly as the heavy iron jaws closed in on his front leg, he let out a loud cry as he looked down at his leg, he heard a snap, probably one of his bones breaking as the rusty old trap closedon his leg. He began to panic as blood trailed down his dark brown fur. He considered trying to shift, but for that he needed concentration, something he didn't have when he was in this much pain, plus he could probably do more damage to himself if he did that. He chewed on the iron with his teeth, tried to move his leg, but nothing worked, instead it just made the blood flow increase, and now, now he knew that he was probably staring at his death right here. He was in the middle of god knows where, in a universe that wasn't even his own, and trapped in something he couldn't get out of. He hated this, but he didn't have much more time to think about his predicament as he begun to feel sudenddly dizzy, and sooner than expected, everything blacked out.
