First Paragraphs - Running

From the writing prompt: running

Running through the forest along narrow dirt paths, watching branches whip by without accidentally scratching my eyes out.  It’s getting dark and the sun is fast setting behind me.  I see my shadow grow longer and longer the nearer I get to the top of the hill.  I know my brother is waiting for me there and that I’m late but it’s not my fault.  He’s sure to blame me any way.  The two fish I caught swing from my arm, wetly slapping against my side mingling with sweat and sea salt.  I hope that we will be able to roast marshmallows but it depends on if my brother is in a good mood.  He does not like sweets but I don’t think it gives him the right to make the rest of us do without.