The deer's hoof prints were just barely visible in the new snow, if I didn’t hurry up I would lose track of the deer because of new snow. The snow was fiercer falling faster and faster, the bite of the cold was starting to get to me as well. I dropped off my horse slinging my quiver over my back and grabbing my bow.
“Stay Stephen.” I quietly told my horse.
He glanced at me before walking a few meters down to the creek and taking a drink. I knelt down to keep my self quiet and follow the the deer hoof prints, I went further into the forest to follow the prints.
It was getting darker which meant it was only going to get colder and near impossible to navigate when it's a new moon. Thankfully it would be a full moon once I was out of this stupid forest i’d be able to navigate to the closest trading town so I wouldn’t end up freezing to death. The hoof prints were deeper now that they weren't getting snowed on, the deer is close. There was a valley up ahead, the creek flows into a pool a place for the deer to drink. I went to the edge of the valley and hid behind a big boulder. Peering around the boulder I saw the deer drinking from the pool. Climbing the rock was easy staying balanced with a notched arrow was another question. With my loaded bow I aimed at the head of the deer. It moved into position and I let the arrow loose.
The arrow went where I wanted it too just not into what I wanted, right into a bear that jumped at the deer. The bear was huge and white, it eyes as red as fire. My arrow went right into the left eye making it roar in pain. The roar was loud enough to make my bones rattle. The white coat explains why I didn’t see it, I notch another arrow. I have to kill it quick before it starts coming for me. I let loose the second arrow as it charges me, it lands in its side but the bear seems otherwise unbothered. I did the only sane thing a person could do at the moment and ran.
I knew bears were quick but this bear was incredibly fast and seemed to close the distance between me and it in the blink of an eye. As soon as it was close enough it swung its right paw throwing me into a tree, the tree made a wet and crunching sound that told me it was rotting. My ribs were definitely broken but I had to power through it to survive. I started kicking the tree over and over before the bear could get to me. I could tell it was close, but the tree wasn’t going to fall on its own. I needed something to give me time, and this tree was it, the cracking noises got louder as the tree started falling towards me. I turned around and waited to the bear saw me again. It charged and I jumped out of its way. The tall tree fell on it but it was definitely alive still I turned and ran for my life.
The sun had finally finished setting and if I didn’t know the forest I would have been lost. I knew this forest like the back of my hand, I knew there was a gravel clearing near me. If I could get to it before the bear got me I would be fine. The monster bear kept getting closer and closer, I had less than a minute. Thankfully that was all I needed, I broke into a final sprint and slid into the clearing and stood up in the middle of the clearing. The bear following me came into the clearing. The full moon made the clearing glow a brilliant grey blue and the bear almost looked majestic for a second. I pulled my sword from its sheath and got ready to attack the bear. I stepped closer and closer to the bear waiting for it to make the first move. It reared up on its back paws and gave me the opening that I was looking for. I lunged forward with my sword aiming for its soft underbelly but it swiped at me again with incredible strength. I went flying into a tree on the edge of the clearing dropping my sword when I broke the rest of my rib cage.
I can taste the iron in my mouth, I try to push myself up but when I do I cough up blood. The blood taints the white snow. It is no longer white but a deep crimson red. I use the tree I was thrown into to pull myself up. When I get up I unsheath my hunting knife. I assume the bear thought I was dead as the bear was walking away. I definitely wanted to be dead but I wasn’t going to die like this. Pulling my knife out was enough sound to let the bear know I was alive. It turned around and glared at me with its one red eye, the other still had my arrow in it. I charged the bear making the first move but it lunges for me. As it lands on me it swipes the left side of my face. It was deep and blood runs down my face, I stab the knife into the underbelly of the bear making it roar in pain. I twist the knife making it swipe at the other side of my face. I roll out from under the bear as it reared up on its hind paws.
I quickly get to my feet and roll to my sword picking it up and getting ready to attack the bear, I held it with two hands to stop the shaking from holding it with one hand. The bear glares at me before running away. I walk to the edge of the clearing and lean up against the tree. Blood runs down my face and my side. I can feel my whole rib cage is definitely broken. I whistle for my horse and sheath my sword. The only thing I see in my left eye is red hopefully it can be fixed. My horse finally trots into the clearing and I climb onto the back of my horse. He starts moving and it all starts to change from red to black.