No Amy thought to herself, snapping her eyes open and sitting up straight. She thought she should rest, but falling asleep in such a perilous place would practically be suicide; someone could be watching her, even now. A few minutes later, this suspicion was confirmed. Amy saw a shadow move in the cane trees out of the corner of her eye. She was startled, but unsure of what she had seen. Was her mind playing tricks on her?
No! Something had surely moved, she knew it. Listening closely, she heard an extremely low whistling sound, like something gliding through the air, but she no longer had any visual on what was making the noise. Who- or what- ever it was clearly wanted to remain hidden, and was experienced in the matter of stealthy approaches.
Amy’s emerald eyes darted from side to side as she turned in circles, scanning the tree-line for the slightest of movements. Nothing stuck out at her, which made her even more nervous than she would have been had she spotted a hungry monster. The tension in the air was palpable, and a bead of sweat ran down the side of the hedgehog girl’s face. She knew her hidden hunter could be anywhere, now. Even right…
