In The Woods

Getting on their horse, they galloped through the woods, the midnight air whipping through their hair as they took turns through the dark forest path where the dim moonlight lit their path for them.

The quiet night air was disrupted by the constant howling of wolves from near and afar, the hooting of owls continuously pricking through the distance.

Reaching a certain distance, as they galloped through a narrow path enclosed with bushes and shrubs, an arrow whisked through the air, slicing through the wind like a dagger cutting through thin air.

In an imperceptible pace, the arrow drifted toward them, aimed for his head, but as quickly as it sliced through the air with an indistinguishable motion, Draco effortlessly caught hold of the arrow midair while pulling the reins with one hand to halt the horse.