Wolfeye's heart thumped heavily as he ran blindly forward, brushing past vines and eerie looking trees. Another smoking trail lifted into the air as the Fire Stone zipped pass his ear and collided with a nearby tree. He couldn't give up now, he... Still... Had... Energy! Another one of the killing stones grazed his hind leg, he kicked instinctively as sudden pain seared through his leg and up through his body. How long will this go? He could think of nothing but the pain and horror that awaited him once one of the stones strikes his flesh. He panted and snorted as he heard a satisfying stop of clopping boots and the click of the Fire Stone Den. Wolfeye faltered on his steps and risked a turn of his head, his eyes flashing a shade of cat eye yellow. The human hunting him threw his Fire Stone Den and pointed at Wolfeye with a fiery face, screaming something before running off. Wolfeye's yellow eyes glazed over and turned green, as he collapsed and his gaze turned black. The last thing he remembered: stone statues.
He was a killer of the innocent. He killed who he wants.
Now he was hunted.
He knew how it felt.
((New to this game, not sure where everything is yet, so I wrote a little story to start with))