Writing Prompt Wednesday: Footprints

Welcome to Writing Prompt Wednesday. I decided to do a first sentence prompt again (I like those). This time it came from this website.

Here’s the sentence:
The footprints in the snow suddenly ended.

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The footprints in the snow suddenly ended. I’d been tracking them for fifteen minutes and now they’d disappeared. Swallowing, I glanced around. Snow was coming down fast in heavy wet flakes that stuck to everything, but even they couldn’t cover up footprints this fast. My prey had simply vanished.

Taking a deep breath, I looked up and around at the trees towering over me. The woods were silent, the snow muffling everything in a crisp white blanket. If the person I was tracking was an air mage, then I was royally screwed, since they had discovered that I was tracking them and decided to either fly away or jump and hide themselves so they could ambush me.

Just as I was thinking this, a pile of snow thumped onto the ground to my right a moment before a large heavy body collided with mine, sending us toppling into the snows in a flurry of white.

Years of training took over and I repositioned myself as I fell so could send my attacker sailing off of my thanks to our momentum. Once he - the guttural grunt I’d heard as he tackled me told me was male - was clear, I flipped over and jumped to me feet, baring my hunting knife as I turned.

Whirling to face my attacker, I found myself staring into two of the palest blue eyes I’d ever seen. They were set in a slightly tanned face under wavy black hair belonging to a not unhandsome young man not much older than myself.

“Why are you tracking me?” he demanded.

“Why are you trespassing on my family’s land?” I replied.

“You’re family?” His eyes went wide. “You’re a Dameen?”

I just raised an eyebrow and waited. My family’s name had that sort of affect on people. I was used to it. I just had to wait for him to get to the point where he would answer my question.

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Another fun one. I’ve noticed that these seem to be generating a lot of story ideas. That’s always a good thing. Maybe by the time I finish Alana and First Sight I’ll have a bunch of new ideas to work on.

What did you think of the prompt? Where do you think it was going? Tell me down in the comments.

Come back Friday for the next question in 30 Things.

Until then.