The beast*
The moon was nothing more then a thin claw in the night sky, As a large cat like creature made its way through the maze-like forest that it was traveling through that night. tonight it was on the hunt for prey but not just any prey the creature needed the perfect victim for his feast to be one that satisfied its hunger. as if a response to their desire a sweet and delicious smell came across its nose the beast had found its perfect prey that it would feast on that night. The beast picked up its pace the smell filled his nose making its mouth that's full of razor sharp teeth water, of course there were others around his choosing target but they wouldn't be able to save their friend once the beast got him. Before the beast was a camp, it could see four creatures sitting in some kind of colored things the beast easily pinpointed the one he wanted, the one he wanted gets up making the beast go very still as it watched its prey head into a small looking cave that closed behind him, this was the perfect time to strike while he's alone.
