Blackfoot Forest cutting into flesh till the loop returns

So young to be out here alone; Mae couldn't help but remember that night. Moss. The pale girl and the coyote woman. And that man —

A rustling somewhere in the woods behind her startled the Mayfair girl, and she leapt back with a snarl. All the fur lifted along her spine, and as the panic settled in she found herself lost to reason. Her gaze lingered on the dark youth only a few moments longer.

Then she turned and fled.