Blackfoot Forest Nothing green remained on tree or plant in all the land of Egypt.

the darkness of the trees was nothing compared to what she bore witness to here, on the fringes of the territory. hosannah had returned from her foray in to the wilds - her maw filled with an assortment of herbs, plants, and strangeness which she intended to study. yet when she came upon the edge of the wapun on her way west, she stopped. there was a sound in the air that was unlike any she had ever before heard — and as she raised her head and peered across the landscape, she saw only darkness. a great shadow rose up, swallowing the sky in a slow sweep. she watched it without recognition, until the sounds around her were so great and dire that she felt keenly afraid; her maw opened and the herbs fell, forgotten, and then she scampered over them in pursuit of safety.

as she ran in to the familiar line of trees, she cast her head up and back to call for @Liri and for @Aaron - and anyone else who could hear her - yet as the sound attempted to erupt from her, it too was swallowed by the darkness. the buzzing was so loud that there was nothing else - and she felt them, their thin bodies crackling about, their legs sliding through her thin fur, and she was overwhelmed by the feeling of the locusts upon her. hosannah began to snap at the creatures as they settled, crushing some with her long face or trying to spin them off with chaotic movements of her own. as she ducked through the trees she saw the boughs moving, the trunks alive — they were everywhere.

lord help us - hosannah breathed, a mixture of awe and terror filling her to the brim. she took off running then, no longer waiting for any of the other rose-wolves; it seemed as if nothing but darkness lived here, and there was no escaping it.