Get her out of the way!

You jump towards her and cup her small body in your hands, holding her close to your chest protectively before flipping around to face away from the diving birds. You feel a shap pain as the ravens drive into your back, their talons tearing up your skin. You let out a aggrivated scream as the pain burns through your entire body.

The hits keep coming and you find yourself staggering forward from the impact of the large ravens. Suddenly, your boots slip on the edge of the thorn stem and you find yourself tumbling head over heels off the edge of the branch. With the last of you strength, you chuck Doe into the air. She screeches out loud at the sudden toss, then cries out your name as she watches you fall toward the ground. The dirt below you approaches your face at a rapid speed.

You're glad you could save Doe, but you can't help but wish you could have done it without dying in the process.

THE END