Bullong Alternate Ending Essay

Wasting no time she pulls the dagger from between her teeth cutting the Bullongs throat while it was down. The cut deep enough to cull across the jugular as it raised it arm to hit her with what was left of its strength. The young woman hopping out of the way with ease from its slow movements before falling to the ground on its stomach in a heap. But she wouldn't drop her guard her eyes glaring at its back till the last raise and fall of its breath. Then and only then would she let out a sigh of relief. Her feet walking over to the side of the Bullong she would push it over so it was on its back. Deciding how she would pull this back home. Then a grunt would sound causing her head to snap in the direction of the laying beast. Draw up her dagger
Crouching down the woman would keep her eyes in the direction of the sound. On bare feet she would soundlessly stalk back into the cover of the forest plants. Moving to where she first encountered the bullong she would scrape the forest floor for her bow and arrows. The Bullring closing in with every breath as her green and gold hues searched. Her right hand tightening around the handle of her dagger. Finding only one snapped arrow in her search she cursed inwardly tossing it aside. The beasts sound coming more clearly to her ears she would land her eyes on what looked like the smooth wood of her bow at first glance. Her hand drafting out to grab it only for it to be but a branch. She groans in annoyance, and to her dismay the bull long would hear her. A large hand would grab her leg along her knee with a crushing grip. The woman crying out in both surprise and pain as it strung her up in the air ready to slam her into the earth. Her dagger in hand she would pull her body up to cut at the beasts wrist before it could. Causing it to roar in pain and let her go. Falling to the ground with a groan she looks up at the beast with pained eyes. His other hand balled into a fist it slams it hand down to squash