Haunted Wood c-c-c-caught again, in the mystery

the jolt that reverberated through the woods sent birds fluttering, and with it astara’s hope of a meal. cursing in silence, astara was quick to quit the trail. the rumbles were becoming increasingly unsettling, and the absence of prey even more ominous still.

astara set her sulky gaze west. the angry simmer of the westering sun flared once, and then dismally sank behind the horizon. 

engulfed in hunger and in no mood to appreciate the scenic atmosphere, astara prowled through the redwood, absentmindedly trailing the scent of @Serem.