Ahead of him, Thunder and his new companion veered left, disappearing behind a line of trees. George’s heart pounded in his chest as he reached the tree line, barely able to see through the thick branches and undergrowth. The sounds of their escape grew quieter.
“No, no, no,” George muttered, fear creeping into his voice. He pushed through the branches, the rough bark scraping against his arms as he forced his way forward. His legs felt like lead, each step heavier than the last.