She walked deeper into the woods, the night and undergrowth serving as much as cover, as it was her shield.
Each footstep was carefully placed so as not to give her position away before she had to.
Pausing, she turned slowly and closed her eyes, her ears perceiving more than her sight could. A smile tugged at one corner of her mouth as her instincts were confirmed. The stench of the figure gave away its location to her right, the shambling footfalls of the other to her left placed him clumsily where she had supposed.
“Fools!” She thought, then kicked a stone over to her right, shaking her head gently as the two pursuers changed direction, making to head exactly past where she was hidden and ready for them. She almost felt sorry for them…..
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