Haunted Wood see no [more] evil

not at all! thanks for joining you two!

He had known no terror like the all-consuming fear that struck him when that bear stood up before him, but that could not compare to the horror that gripped him now. He was completely, irrevocably deprived of one of his major senses, and it would take him a great deal of time to learn to navigate his world without it. His heart thumped wildly in his chest as his anxious mind raced, all at once scared for now and scared for the future. He had been guided on what had to be done with the eye, but now the voice in his head was silent, and he did not know what to do. He wanted his mother.

He found his tongue could not call to her; but it sprang to life when he heard a voice. "Mom?" he barked, hopeful, but then... a familiar scent swept past his nose. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" he screeched as he frantically shoved himself to his feet and stumbled backwards until he brought up against a tree trunk. His last encounter with a fox had been with his head stuck down its burrow. He hollered again, his voice quavering with emotion as he pleaded for his life. "I don't want to be ea... ea... I don't want... Mom, HELP! Please! Please, Mom!"