Blackfeather Woods the gate is open

He was irritable, still fiending for medicine but knowing he'd used up most of his allotment. He could've gone on a more thorough hunt but it would have to wait until morning; at the moment, the world was cloaked with night's blackness. The stars were the only light, and even then their glowing was hidden by the dense forest. Mou crept through the wood until he was too tired to stand, and sank to his haunches in the center of a grand meadow; the same meadow which housed a weeping willow, but he was oblivious to this. He noticed the clouds overhead, glaring at them as they drifted, and then was forced to squint and look away once the clouds parted, revealing the moon. The silver light gave the meadow an eerie quality and Mou suddenly felt unsettled.