She crashed through the underbrush, branches whipping bare skin. Lifeblood dripped from scratches, soaking the soil, eventually feeding those with which she shared her homes. Heart pounding, she pushed on.
The creatures gained ground.
She clambered out of the tree-line into deep, rushing water and waited…

He conquered the treetops, branch by branch. The creatures would watch in awe, though never catch him. He spotted the cascading water.
A shot rang as he dove over the edge, freefall…
Cool water enveloped the pair as they embraced, panting, washing away their exhaustion and carrying them on toward a new home.


  1. You have us hooked from the beginning in this fast-paced story. Strong verbs (or “sexy” as a prof of mine used to call them). The way that nature seeps into the scene is organic, and the water become a lifeline. Great tension. Nature writers don’t just describe, they use the environment to move and hold the story, shape the characters and you’ve done this well.

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  2. I loved your story although my interpretation may not be yours. I see animals being chased by hunters. The animals share their home and everything they do helps feed and sustain others in thier environment. The hunters force them off their land but together the mates will find a new home thanks to the river. Humans can be so destructive of the environment.

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