Too fast. Everything was happening too fast. Her legs carried her swiftly across the pavement and overgrown brush. Her form allowed her to weave in and out of obstacles walkers couldn't. Speed and agility granted her the ability to dash and dodge and leap. The power in her legs continued to propel her forward, away from the mindless creatures intent on her destruction, but there were too many of them…
Noah dashed to the left frantically, dodging walkers who kept blocking her exits. Back to the right as three more stumbled into her path, hands shaking, salivating without control, eyes wide and dilated but hollow, lacking lucidity. A whine tore its way out of her throat as she ran, almost in circles, trying to find a way out. Teeth bared and hackles raised, she struck forward at the only opening she had.
Canines tore into mottled flesh as she battled her way through a small throng of walkers. Their blood was disgusting, foul, like something rotten had taken residence where it didn't belong. She fought through the pain, the small tufts of hair ripped from her hide as they desperately clawed at her, trying to stop her, eat her…
With a burst of speed and power she didn't know she was capable of, Noah broke free from the throng, launching herself forward. What came next happened too fast for her to process until suddenly, she was thrown violently into the earth, head spinning from the impact. Whining, urging her legs to move, Noah, glanced upwards, to the sloping wall that surrounded the depression she'd fallen into. Already walkers were falling in, careening into each other as they descended. And yet some hung near the lip of the depression, impaled by rods of metal extending from what was once beneath the ground.
She'd been spared for the most part, except for the gouge across her left side. Her back leg gave out the moment she put pressure on it, but she refused to die like this, like an animal trapped in a cage. Broken walkers ambled their way towards her, shaken but insistent.
I can't die like this!
A growl, bubbling from deep within her chest erupted and with it, strength from god knows where. She was able to stand and with a few shaky steps forward, favoring her left side, Noah continued on. Every step was a battle, but she climbed up the sloping wall, and just barely made it over the lip before her leg gave out again.
But there was no time, no time to catch her breath, no time to steady her racing heart. And so, one paw at a time, Noah continued. A few walkers had managed to climb up after her, but she was nearly running now and there was nothing to block her path.
Too fast. She was running too fast. If she didn't slow down her wound would tear even wider. But she had to keep running… she had to keep going. She had to get out of the city limits. Had to get word back to her tribe… Suddenly, the world shifted and her legs tangled themselves beneath her, catapulting her forward. Noah could taste the dirt, the blood, could feel cool metal against her hide. And then she could feel nothing as oblivion took hold.