Neverwinter Forest plague

Mazi was terrified.  Bugs were everywhere.  Endless amounts of bugs just flew through the forestry and was beginning to turn the place into a barren wasteland.  The herds would move.  They would be left with nothing.  Whimpers of fear and fright escaped her maw as she turned and began to run, feeling the stings of bugs against her sides.  What was this?  Where had these things come from!?

The howl of Scimitar brought her focus closer together at least and she began to run at her speed towards where she had heard her Alpha male’s howl.  Quickly she reached the Alpha, trembling.  She noticed others that had beaten her, but so far none that were recognizable except for Scimitar.  No Goldhawk or Nadie.  A fearful whimper escaped Mazi's throat, her question directed to no one in particular.  “What’s going on...?"