Blackfeather Woods seige and storm

Cassidy had been drifting around this new land, taking in all the new sights and scents. The unfamiliarity of his surrounds invigorated him, and he felt nothing but curiosity and wonderment. He had been trotting along minding his own business when he came across the entrance to a dark and eerie woods. His curiosity peaked, and without a shadow of a second thought, he plunged into the darkness. There were many different sounds, all the same in that they caused a shiver up one’s spine. He kept his head high and his ears and tail perked. As the old saying goes, be scarier than what is scaring you. 

He had wandered even deeper when he heard a twig crack. He stopped dead in his tracks, ears swiveling in the directions of sounds. He called out,  “Hello? Is someone here?” He waited for a response.