Saydin * Hidden Shadows

He had been so careful. Moving with the shadows, staying so carefully hidden. But it wasn't enough. Even his great speed hadn't been enough, for he could hear her... She ran nearly as fast as he, and he just couldn't keep it up much longer. Frantically, Hidden looked for a place to hide, but there was none. He dived sideways, but she was always one step ahead of him. He couldn't die like this, he couldn't give up without a fight.... And then another was in front of him, that cream bitch Framed. He slammed to a halt and whirled, but almost as soon as he tried to take off, he felt the weight of a wolf upon his back, another gripping his throat. Saydin held tightly to the stallions throat, her breath coming quickly as she ripped, as she shredded. Framed tore into the stallions spine, reveling in the blood that filled her mouth. A scream was torn from Hiddens maw, the last sound he ever made. Suddenly Razorblade was there, ripping open his stomach to spill his internal organs upon the murky water. all the bllod began attracting alligators, and all three wolves let go. Let the gators finish him off. hissed the blood stained Saydin. So there hidden was... with no friends in sight, dying a slow agonizing death as blood poured from his body, and gators ripped from his flesh.