February 25, 2015, 06:35 PM
The forest was a tomb.
Despite her best efforts, Grimm could find no living thing within it. She slithered among the twisted roots like a shadow, stalking ghosts of long departed prey. The silence was complete. The carpet of threadbare moss muted even her own footstep, rendering the dark wolf almost invisible - save for the regular flash of a white hind leg.
Before long, Grimm had forgotten thst she had come to hunt. She tugged at roots and picked up sticks that were way too large to be transported, ferrying them from one location to another, equally adequate one. Bliss.
Until something rustled nearby.
Despite her best efforts, Grimm could find no living thing within it. She slithered among the twisted roots like a shadow, stalking ghosts of long departed prey. The silence was complete. The carpet of threadbare moss muted even her own footstep, rendering the dark wolf almost invisible - save for the regular flash of a white hind leg.
Before long, Grimm had forgotten thst she had come to hunt. She tugged at roots and picked up sticks that were way too large to be transported, ferrying them from one location to another, equally adequate one. Bliss.
Until something rustled nearby.