Haunted Wood If you build it, he will come

Wildfire heard him coming long before he spoke, turning to face the source of the noise and freezing as fight or flight mode instinctively engaged in these strange surroundings. But when she caught a glimpse of him between the trees, she relaxed. For the moment, the youngster didn't question what Sebastian was doing all the way out here rather than getting his rest. She relaxed, a smiling parting her lips as her black tail wagged.

Suddenly, he was right in front of her, covered in mud and smiling strangely. "Hey, Seb!" she greeted, moving toward him when something struck her as odd. She swallowed and took a step back, tail beginning to droop. His face didn't look quite right. For that matter, his smell was all wrong. Wildfire licked her lips nervously, squinting at his face. Surely this was Sebastian, so what was wrong with this picture?

That's when she noticed his stump of a tail. A little cry fell from her mouth. "What happened to your tail? Did you get attacked again?" Wildfire asked, scrambling for an explanation. Nothing was adding up and the fear was building in her young breast with every passing second.