Season of the Rugaroux

Title is almost definitely changing later. Here's an excerpt.
The album had two and a half songs left when she looked towards the woods, the hair on the back of her neck rising. Her eyebrows drew close together and she swallowed hard at the figure between the trees. It vaguely resembled a black dog, only it was five feet tall and had a menacing stare. Namida closed her eyes for a second and looked at an upcoming mailbox directly in front of a driveway. She sped up and turned into the driveway and turned down the music.