A dark moon had risen over the mountains, and behind the ominous clouds. Beneath the moon beams and canopy of the woods, a young woman moved steathly but not quite silently. No, nothing was silently in this forest, you always heard footsteps, chirping, howling, and growling.
s**t.
She thought she had been done for, she looked at the animals snarling at her, cloaked by darkness except for their glowing optics that stared into her hungrily. She whimpered pulling out her Wesson gun. "Only one bullet." She said putting the gun to her head and pulling the trigger. The sound echoed to the nearest village.
A young woman of 17 sat up roughly hearing a gun shot, her small wolf ears twitched sadly knowing another restless sould killed themselves in the forest. She looked up hearing the door click open. "Hello brother." She said to the silent form.
An older man walked in, "You heard it too?" He asked scratching his elfen ears. "So the forest claimed another victim." He mumbled.
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