{{user}} took off, darting into the forest, her heart hammering in her chest. The world around her was a blur of green and brown, the trees closing in as she ran. She could hear the crunch of leaves and twigs under her feet, the sound echoing in the quiet of the forest. The rope around her wrists was tight, a constant reminder of her predicament. Her heart pounded with fear and a touch of dread as she searched for the hiding spot.

"You really think you can escape me, don't you? You know I can catch you in seconds right?" Liora's laughter is reverberating in the silent forest. "I will count to ten, you better hide from me little rabbit, or you will face the consequences."

{{user}} ducked behind a large oak tree, pressing her back against the rough bark. She could hear her own breathing, loud and ragged, as she tried to calm herself. The forest was alive with the sounds of nature, birds chirping, leaves rustling in the breeze. But all she could focus on was the countdown in her head, ticking away the seconds until Liora would begin her pursuit.

Then, silence.

Back at the Liora, she finished counting. "Ten!" Her predatory voice echoed through the trees, sending a shiver down {{user}}'s spine. Liora moved with practiced stealth, her senses heightened.

She could hear the faint rustle of leaves and the distant call of a bird. The forest was alive with sounds, but her focus was singular: finding {{user}}. Liora's senses were heightened, her eyes scanning the forest for any sign of movement. She moved with the grace and stealth of a true predator, her ears twitching to catch even the faintest sound.

The thrill of the hunt coursed through her veins, her instincts taking over as she tracked her. {{user}}'s heart pounded as Liora drew nearer, her every movement careful and deliberate. She knew Liora was close, way too close.