Broken little fox

Foxes escape

Yana’s Pov

I wake up I’m hearing  Far off muttered voices everything's blurry  I  blink rubbing my eyes And try to focus them  looking around the room  I recognize the room with the old creaky wooden floors I Kick off the blankets it’s hot it’s too hot.  I growl and run my hands through my long hair paws looking at it it's not red anymore it's clean when did  Who did.  I sigh softly  I get out of bed and the longer white nightgown  Close all the way to the floor swallowing me i almost trip on it I shuffle over to the door and try to open it it's locked I let out a small growl I go to the window it’s open A blast of heat and agony tears through my body and I start panting I can’t resist the shift. The pain is too intense I shift into my orange and white fluffy little Fox I’m sitting on the window seal I start to feel a bit dizzy start to panting even more. Every part of my body is screaming at me to get out of this room I leap out of the window landing on a lower part of the roof I slide down unable to catch myself in land in a Bush. When I hit the ground I let out a small “Yelp.!” Hear voices and people are rushing around muttering inside the building I can’t understand what they’re saying I can’t make out everything is hazy. “I feel weird what is this feeling it's too hot My body feels like an Inferno my stomach it hurts so bad.” Gentle breeze blows through the air I smell that pine needle scent again smells so good my body instinctively starts moving towards it but wobbly and shaky steps I move farther and farther away from the brothel  Instinctively follow the scent it's so strong my body is shaking and pain everything hurts efficient this tunneled see the darkness on the edge of my vision and closing it’s to the point I can only make out shapes I don’t even know what I’m looking at anymore.  triping and stumble into what I assume is a trees? tanbul and hit something hard falling backwards I shakily stand up start walking again “just every….thing….. just  D-..doesn't…. seem ….right”  the smell of pine needles  is replaced with by ash and Lily’s  a black shadow pics me up the hands are cold as ice The smell of ash and lilies overtakes my senses and my vision goes black

Third person POV

As the figure picked up the tiny little fox his black cloak flowed in the wind that blew around them he looked around seeing all the life drain from the forest around them the figure tilts his head back back to reveal a skeleton like face he shakes his head. It never fails all the life always drains from around me but why is it that this child has no soul but their little heart flutters like a Hummingbird this child is not of this world. If I was to kill her now it would be a kindness where the hell that she will suffer later on in life but somebody with no soul should not be among the living.
Allowed hyena like laugh echoes throughout the area a branch snaps as somebody approaches with a mischievous and comical like grin the laughter stops.