Snow White straightened her posture when another man came out from the trees. I looked him over for a second, then I started to remember a story my grandmother used to read to me. He looked just the like prince from the story she read to me. But I did not think much of it, I just picked up the bow and arrow that was laying on the ground from me shooting the wolf with it.

She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes a little. " We were not arguing, I am just worried for her safety! and I guess he might not be cursed since he is carrying supplies." The wound stung worse as blood dripped from it. I put my hand over it to try to stop the bleeding from carrying on. Snow White pulled the hood from her cloak that I was wearing back on my head. " Well where would we move too exactly?" I stood there listening to her talk as my body started to feel numb. I just wanted to go home. So before I could even speak of any words, my body went limp and everything faded to black.