Luminescent gold eyes glinted from beneath blood-red locks, taunting Sam relentlessly. A little annoyed, but no less eager to follow, he jogged after the stranger and into the woods, hoping to find something interesting.
“Where’re you going?” he called.
The eyes just flashed tauntingly and retreated a little further. Sam scowled in annoyance and followed. He just kept jogging after this mysterious stranger until he found himself in an empty clearing. They eyes were gone.
“Where’d you go?” he asked. “Hey, don’t leave me here by myself!”
“I’m right here.”
Sam barely had time to react before a blood-red shape grabbed him from behind. Gold eyes with slit-shaped pupils glared at him from a ragged, crimson mane and black claws gripped at his neck. He was forced to the ground, and a large paw sporting talons rested painfully above his gut.
“Wh-what the-?” he choked.