Two Rivers Isle better get back to the black hole sun

The forest was eerily quiet, the only sign of life besides himself being the faint murmurs of unseen smaller creatures going about their business. Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Whether something was stalking him or hunger was eating away at his sanity, Redshank wasn't sure, but he threw wary looks over his shoulder as he walked, hackles bristled. The scent of wolf lingered here and there, but he assumed it was simply others who had passed through earlier.

He stumbled as his paw suddenly struck an exposed root, and the boy loosed a startled snarl as he staggered forward. He whipped around, the abrupt movement causing his senses to swim for a moment, but not before he caught sight of something moving against the snowy landscape. He was being followed. The boy lowered his head as his eyes darted amongst the trees, scanning for the being, lips peeling back in warning.