Jeena in Danger

The icy wind whipped through Jeena's fur as she walked alone along the snow-covered path. She had gone out to gather firewood, but the storm had intensified faster than expected. Her sensitive ears picked up an unusual rustling in the trees.

Jeena: (Muttering to herself) Hello? Is anyone there?

Suddenly, from the snow-covered bushes, three menacing figures emerged. A huge boar with sharp tusks, a sharp-eyed goat with twisted horns, and a small gargoyle the size of a backpack, with membranous wings and glowing eyes. Jeena felt a chill run down her spine. She was alone, with no one to turn to.

Boar: Look what the storm brought us! A stray dog.

Goat: And it seems she has no one to defend her.

Gargoyle: (In a squeaky voice) It'll be a feast!

Jeena backed away, her heart pounding. There was no escape. She tried to remain calm, but fear gripped her.

Jeena: Get away from me! I don't want any trouble!

The boar let out a throaty laugh and lunged at her, closely followed by the goat and the little gargoyle. Jeena tried to dodge, but there were too many of them. They caught her, pinning her to the snow. The brute strength of the boar and the goat was overwhelming, while the gargoyle hovered around her, mocking her.

Boar: Don't resist, you little bitch! It's no use.

Goat: No one will hear you out here.

Gargoyle: You're all alone!

***Jeena struggled with all her might, but her desperation grew. Their screams were lost in the howling of the wind and the crunching of the snow. The situation was bleak, with not a shred of hope in sight. A couple of days later, the storm had subsided somewhat, but the cold remained intense. Jeena, battered and exhausted, lay in a dark corner of a makeshift hut. Her attackers had dragged her there. She was injured, her body ached, and her spirit was broken.

Jeena: (In a barely audible voice) I am... I am alone.

The boar and the goat approached, their gigantic shadows covering her. The gargoyle perched on a nearby log, watching with a cruel smile. Jeena closed her eyes, resigned. There was no salvation. There was no one to come looking for her. She was completely at their mercy, a prisoner in the frozen vastness.

Boar: It's time you learned your place. Goat: And how alone you are.

Jeena felt the weight of her captors upon her, the darkness of her destiny enveloping her. The cold outside was nothing compared to the icy terror she felt inside. She was in danger, and there was no escape.