She panted, feet pounding on the forest floor as she ran all out. She could hear him coming, and she knew that she didn't want to be caught, no matter what. Could he outrun her? Would he manage to?
Her foot got snagged on a tree root and she yelped as she fell to the ground, scrambling desperately to get her shoe loose and retie the laces as fast as she could to keep from tripping over them or getting them tangled in the countless brambles in the forest. How far had she run? How much longer could she hold out like this?
She hit her feet at a run again, gasping when she heard a tree limb snap not too far behind her. He was coming. She spared a glance behind her, realized he still couldn't see her yet, and desperately snatched at a low hanging tree limb, scrambling up the tree as fast as she could and wincing as she scraped her elbow on a tree limb. The scratch smarted, but she was hidden from view, which was her main worry. The scratch would heal, and the tree might save her from gettin