Belle felt really relieved as she managed to escape from the castle. Little did she know that was the easy part. She hadn't even considered there might be something dangerous in that forest as she wandered into it. Pulling her cloak closer - it was cold, after all - she looked for the best path she could take to get home.<br/><br/>It was only too late that she realized she wasn't alone. Looking up as she heard something cracking under paws, she expected to see Erik. Not a pack of wolves closing in on her. Her eyes widened as she saw she was surrounded and outnumbered. Their growls made it pretty clear they were about to attack.<br/><br/>Stepping back slowly, Belle tried to keep her eyes on the wolves. She felt that if she looked away for a second, it would be her doom. It was a scary and likely deadly game they were playing there. Belle had nothing she could use to defend herself, and the wolves... well, they had natural weapons, and didn't need much more against a simple human girl.<br/><br/>The next few seconds felt like hours for Belle. She felt - too late - her foot had gotten caught up at something. Trying to pull it off only lead to her losing balance, tripping and falling seated on the floor. She heard a growl even closer and closed her eyes.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">That was it. It was her end.</span></span>