Nikka P.O.V.

I ran towards the forest, my pursuers not far behind. I ducked behind a large stone and winced. I had hurt my knee as I escaped that nasty jail. The guards surrounded me, and I gave up. They took me back to my slimy cage and left me there without food, water, or medical attention.  I groaned clutched my right knee, the paid becoming unbearable. A hooded figure appeared at the bars out of nowhere. He motioned for me to keep quiet, and I obeyed, fearing he-or she- would harm me if I didn't.  The strange person pulled a large bronze key form somewhere in their cloak, and slid it into the lock. A gust of wind blew the hood away from their face, and they quickly turned away. "HEY! Who are you? What or you doing with that impudent scum?!?" A guard shouted as he ran toward the figure The cloak slid off the shoulders of a muscular wolf boy,  carrying a spear and sword, a dagger strapped to his chest. "Do you need something, Captain Roland?"  The wolf boy asked, turning one ear back towards me. "No, sir. I thought you were someone else. Continue. Though let me tell you, that one has an injured knee. Not a good cart bearer." The guard, Captain Roland said, leaving around the corner. The boy turned back to me, turning the key. he had a little bit of brown fur between his eyes, a mop of orange hair on his head, and a mischievous grin.  "Who are you?" I asked, pulling a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "Ssh. I'll explain later. Can you walk on that knee? He said it was hurt."   He asked, swinging the door open. "I-i think so. Why?" The boy didn't answer, but instead grabbed my arm and pulled my to my feet. We walked into town, the boys cloak wrapped around my shoulders.

Trevor P.O.V.

I led the girl down various streets and acted as if I was a high-up official in the kings army. Finally, FINALLY , the forest came into view. I told the girl to run, and that a small group of people would help her. I had some business to attend to. the girl ran, and I acted as if I was chasing her. once she was a safe distance from town, I turned and headed back.  My friend Jason had been captured, and was sentenced to death at 3:00. I was going to get there in fifteen minutes, ten if I hurried.