Intro to Short Story.

I need an opinion on this. It's the beginning of an entry for a writing contest.

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Their feet were torn to shreds. All four of them, all four feet, ripped by the rocks that were like earth-made knives. Crimson doused the soles, small streaks of ripped skin darting around the ankles. Her whiskers twitched as the receptors brushed against a trunk of a tree, while his tail flicked behind him and hit stems of plants. Their names were Sarah and Buch, and they'd been away for weeks upon months. Escapees of a facility; sold to their parent's greed.