Haunted Wood Baby take my hand, don't fear the reaper

short post between classes

Alison followed the beast to the clearing, his call a booming echo beaconing those from the fog to move forward. As each face appeared, new and old, she was aware of the eyes that burned into her pelt, but she would not falter. Surely they had questions, most had likely seen her lurking, but the majority probably did not even know her name. That's ok, they would know soon enough. Amongst the others, Alice stood a firey beacon in the night waiting for Vengeance to start.