Is It An Animal?

          Lily looked up at the creature. Had it really spoken to her, or could she still be dreaming. No, this wasn't a dream – this was a living nightmare. And the monster was opening it's slavering mouth to speak again. It said," Lily. Lily. Lilllyyy."

           "w-what do y-you want?" Lily stumbled across her words as she stood against an old oak tree beside the Blue Leaf trail. The feathered creature came into the moonlight a little more, since it had been in the shadow of the protecting oak forest. It said nothing more, just merely looked upon her with these brooding, reddish-brown cat like eyes.

           "I said, what do you want?" Lily became a little more confident, since the small hunchback creature just stood there, doing nothing. "And how do you know my name?" Lily asked a little more forcefully. "What even are you?" The creature then looked at her with venom its eyes, venom actually seeming to come off it in waves. "You have disturbed the peace of night Deowls, which I am one. I have come to get rid of the foul human that risks putting us in danger." Lily tried to back up even more, fear coming off of her in waves. She started trembling, asking in a small shrill voice "W-what have I done?? I-I w-was only taking a s-small walk on the t-trail..." her voice gives away how scared she is becoming.

            "None of that matters now. You have to be gone. Gone from everything. Or else you will put the Deowls in danger!" the creature, or Deowl, started raising its scruffy voice, it echoing into the forest. The Deowl started flapping its wings, which Lily hadn't seen before, it raising to its full height, which had to be at least about a deers height. The cold nasty winds started whipping at Lily, causing her to stumble backwards toward the unknowing river. The branches around her were snapping against each other, like a brutal applause for getting caught in this monster's grasp. The clouds started drifting over the moon hiding the only light Lily could use right about now.

           "Nooo! Pl-Please don't! Whatever Yo-" Lily's voice was cut off by the wailing of the winds, begging her to go already. Lily was already covered in tiny cuts and bruises, mostly on her pale arms and legs, since she was drifting backward through the rough thorny bushes like a ghost lost in the real world. Her auburn hair kept getting caught in the thorny hand-like clutches of the nearby bushes and trees, causing her to slow down and give the creature a better chance of getting at her. But the Deowl-creature just stood there flapping its wings, in a all-mighty and proud silhouette pose in the darkness of the unforgiving night.

          "MUHAHAHA," cackling laughter rose from the creature's throat in a gravely manner, giving it the sense of a witch. Darkness crept into the sidelines of Lily's vision, giving her an on look of the outside world in a old-movie-type theme. Her legs buckled before her, not giving her the chance to escape. The ground was all muddy, gross and slippery. Almost like a rollar coaster ride backwards, down she went, flying into the cold icy grips of the river. Her screams raking the night sky. Never to be seen again.