The creature went particularly in the undergrowth. It had a limping step, but did not seem in any pain. The odd creature lifted its nuzzle, smelling the air around it. There was no sign of any threat, or any food.
Sharp claws made hardly any sound on the forest floor. The only sound was the slight crinkling of leaves under its paws.
The jackal like ears twitched, nostrils flaring for any sent of warm blood in the musty woods, Nothing. There would be no food that night.
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The Forests
HorrorWhen children go missing unannounced, what's going on, why are they suddenly missing? And what's with the weird footprints found in the woods?
