Blackfeather Woods The 9th degree

Cameo only unless noticed or addressed, just tag me if he is!

The world was shaking. It began not long after they returned to the woods from their journey to find Sobek. Every now and again, the earth would rumble ominously, lightly shaking the canopy and sending the crows and ravens into frenzied flights. Anansi would always pause during these episodes, perking his ears and scanning the ground, but nothing ever seemed to come of it. The earth roared and then fell silent. He assumed it meant the daedra were playing in the woods and thought nothing more of it.

The tremors got worse, soon growing strong enough to fell some of the less stable trees in the woods. Anansi continued to think nothing of it; surely the daedra would not destroy their sacred forest, and being a Melonii, he had nothing to fear from them.

What he did have to fear was strangers. The feeling that swept through him when a howl sounded not twenty feet from his present position wasn't quite fear, though, but more a kind of anti-social and anxious dread. Instantly the pale boy crouched where he was, peering slowly around him. Valour and any guardians who might be accompanying him were hidden from view by the dense trees clustered near the forest's outer edge; after several long beats, Anansi began to creep toward them, hoping to catch a glimpse of them while remaining hidden himself.