Wild Bobcat Approaches A Woman, and She Decides to Follow(1)
One last look at the trees, then Claire set off to find the trail. She needed to find it before the daylight faded. The thought of nightfall terrified her—she might never find her way back.
She took a few cautious steps before freezing. The snare—this wasn’t random. Someone had set it, and that someone could still be nearby.
Her stomach twisted. Who would set traps like this? Hunters? Poachers? Neither was reassuring. The thought of encountering them alone made her skin crawl.
She spun slowly, scanning the silent forest. The stillness felt heavy now. The forest no longer felt like an escape—it felt like a trap.
