Continuing to follow the bird would not be Beatrix’s issue. At this point, he was the closest thing she had to any sort of semblance of safety. It was obvious he didn’t like the squirrels any more than she did, and was leading her in a much straighter path than the rodents had. Stupid, stupid squirrels! Stupid, stupid Beatrix for listening to the stupid, stupid squirrels! She continued running in the direction that the hawk led, but it was getting increasingly difficult. Her lungs burned, her legs felt shaky – she was exhausted. There was only so far that a burst of adrenaline could get a young girl after all.
As the pathway opened she continued to push her physical limits, spurred by her fear and anger at the situation she had gotten herself into; knowing it wouldn’t be over even if she got out of this because her mom was probably going to ground her forever at best. But she had to focus on getting out of here, which was becoming less and less likely the longer this chase went on.
Remi
As the pathway opened she continued to push her physical limits, spurred by her fear and anger at the situation she had gotten herself into; knowing it wouldn’t be over even if she got out of this because her mom was probably going to ground her forever at best. But she had to focus on getting out of here, which was becoming less and less likely the longer this chase went on.
Remi
