Lion kept running, these hunters wouldn't give up would they. He pulled his hood of his jacket up, and kept running he could hear boots pounding behind him. Lion had to keep the distance between them, if he didn't he would be killed. He already had a scar that was running up from his stomach to his left eye. A gun fires the bullet hits his shoulder, but he keeps running he gets on the roof tops and he sighs in relief when he sees the hunters run past the building.