Haunted Wood keep the streets empty for me

a boy, approaching without fear. she follows him with tilting ears and shifting gaze, but continues her work on the carcass. it is only when he steps nearer that she takes a step forward him, thrusting her weight forward and matching the movement with a snarl who's message is clear enough. stay back. should he stop or retreat her menace will fade, and her attention return to the corpse. perhaps she is made soft by the boy, or simply does not care, but she moves to the skull and severs it skillfully, moving to shove it towards him with a sharp exhale.