While Swift was floating she switched back to her wolfish vixen form. Her fur slightly glowed in the dark night as she headed toward the forest across the town. She seemed to be running in the air with nothing under her paws, but Swift always did this to steer her flying, she has yet to get used to it. Swift looked toward the ground and pointed her nose toward a small patch of soft grass, the muscles contracted together bringing her paws together like a diver. As she fell down the wind pushed against her slowing her fall and she landed on her paws softly. Swift yawned and pawed at her face like those cute puppies always did and her tail swished slightly bringing up some dirt into the air. Her two other tails followed in pursuit and dust swirled around Swift. Swift giggled slightly and layed down on her stomach. A low hum came as Tink followed and landed on Swift's head. They both laughed and started to talk quietly. "Hey sorry had to make you leave in a hurry, but you were kind of beat up. Look at your sides they are all, but shredded off." Swift looked toward her sides wondering why she couldn't feel the pain, dried blood covered her sides and went up to her shoulders. Two nasty cuts were over her stomach and another on her lower belly. Swift looked at them odly, but sighed. Tink sighed as well and started to rub the spot, black shadows swirled around Swift's body; they stayed over the marks making a dark contrast against the fur. It looked like two tiger stripes, but over time it will heal the gashes. While Tink attended to Swift's injuries, Swift herself started to listen hard. She thought she heard something rustle in the leaves. Something yellow was hiding behind the tree, and the stench, oh the stench creeped up on Swift's nose. It smelled like rotten food layed out for days. Swift whined slightly and pawed at Tink telling her to stay on her back. Of course Tink listened and held onto handfuls of fur as Swift turned and ran for her life.She made her claws grow out and she stuck them on a tree. Slowly she climbed up and curled up against the tree trying to dissapear. Her claws shortened when they weren't needed, but her senses had a different story. Swift could hear and see everything clearly, the trees had sharp edges, and a glow to them as she looked closer. The yellow thing came out and it turned out to be a skeleton with a silly oversized head. They both stiffen and wait for the darkness to cover them up.
