There is a sound of absolute terror that fills the forest as chaos erupts before my very eyes. It is hard to see under the struggle that is a bundle in a ball of tumbling bodies if my beloved is still moving. As I watch one Ripper by one get pulled off from her lifeless body, it is pure agony that shoots through my body. It is with absolute impatience that I wait to be untied. The minute my hands are free, I leap to her in an instant. While I kneel next to her, I watch as the Rippers get ripped themselves. Well, I guess it is true that every dog has its day; in this case, a Ripper has gotten what he had coming.
So as I shake my beloved, I need to find the urge not to cry in front of all that is present. I know that she is okay; it is only the terror that has her beyond scared.
"My belove
