Monarchy's Plight

Chapter 3

Goon limped through the darkness. "Stupid wolves," he grumbled. They had bitten him a few times, but his leg had the deepest bite. It wasn't until he got a good roar in that they turned tail so he could make his escape. It wasn't the worst thing that could happen, but the blood trail he was leaving behind wasn't so great either.

There was howling and roaring in the distance. At night it felt like a thousand glowing eyes were watching him, and they usually were. The shadow of a nearby shrub stretched to fit the shape of a yutyrannus. "I need shelter," he whispered. Immediately his shadow dashed off, darting to-and-fro like a fish in water. It came back after about four seconds and curled an outstretched claw to his left.

Goon limped on in the direction his shadow led him. It wasn't long before he came to the yawning entrance of a cave. Moonlight barely shined in the cave, and Goon's vision wasn't all too great in the dark. It was usually the carnos that led him to a midnight snack. He stayed near the entrance, his body nearly covering it completely. The cave was surprisingly small, yet big enough to hold him. "Thank you," he whispered to his shadow. His voice echoed off the rock walls towards the back of the cave. He thought he heard a noise coming from back there but he ignored it, too tired to care. His shadow winked and then dissipated into the nearby darkness.

~CL1