Every rustle of leaves, every snap of twigs, set her heart pounding with a shiver down her spine. She could sense the hunters were close by the intense feeling of something lurking in the shadows. Her senses were heightened to an almost painful degree. It didn’t matter the truth; this was a stake of life and death as the hunt was on. Toying between fight or flight, her only move had to be calculated if she wanted to outwit the hunters. But despite her fierce determination to survive, her attempts to survive were futile when she found herself caught and bound to a tree awaiting her fate from the angry mob.