Grace didn’t bother to hide herself because it would be useless; the most she would find in these woods would be deer, which would run from her. Or a bear in which she would climb a tree to get away from. She turned for a moment, the feeling of being watched was strong, and a smarter person would have turned around and tried to go home. Grace though continued marking the tree for a way home. The loud wolfs snarl caught her attention, and she turned to see the very thing that she believed to not be real.
 
The wolf was larger than the ones her father proudly hunted and placed on the walls of his trophy room. She hated that room, who would place something’s head on the wall? She stared at the wolf for only a moment, the pitch black fur and bright glowing blue eyes, before realizing that it was moved closer and blocking her way home. The fight or flight instinct kicked in than, and she quickly tugged on the hilt of her dagger to protect herself. The only thing was, when she noticed the wolf, she dug her dagger into the tree deeper. Or maybe it was because of the slight panic she was feeling, either way she was unable to get the dagger out of the trees bark. 

With the ability to protect herself clearly gone, she had no choice but to choose flight. She slowly took a few steps backwards, making sure to look any were but the wolf’s eyes as she did. The princess didn’t want to challenge the wolf; she wanted to be as far away as possible from it. Taking a few more steps back she muttered a few words about the wolf not being real, before taking off running deeper into the forest as fast as she could, in hopes outsmarting the wolf, to find a way around back to her safe castle. 

However she didn’t know that the wolf was planning on getting her lost in the first place. As it was Grace had no clue where so ever she was going, having never been in these woods .There might have even been another kingdom on the other side of these woods for all she knew. At least that was what she hoped, and that she would find it shortly, and be safely out of these woods, that beast wouldn’t be able to get to her that way. Though she should have been paying more attention to where she was running, instead that thought. 

However she wasn’t and didn’t see the huge tree limb that blocked her path, causing her to trip, and go rolling down a hill. Landing her roughly on her back, and knocking the air out of her, Grace laid there on her back trying to catch her breath, looking up at the moon in the sky. She was exhausted, and hurting from the trip. Her cloak was ripped in a few places from running through the brush. Not to mention that, though she didn’t want to admit it, she was possibly crying as well…..just a little bit. Hearing what sounded like a branch, her eyes quickly looked around to see if it was the wolf again or another animal.