Lost Creek Hollow I'm telling you, it's a real animal!

Warlock was not the only creature of the night, prowling in the woods. Quiet Sarah walked among the trees, blending with the shadows. She was careful not to make a sound herself, but let the music of the hours of the darkness fill her, until she became part of the melody. There were rare moments, when she managed to achieve this sense of invisibility from the rest of the world and feeling of utmost power, but she enjoyed them immensely.

Warlock's thread towards the river was a sharp discord strewn across all the carefully written note-sheets. Sarah snapped out of her trance and searched for the intruder with a deep-set frown in her features. She did not know yet of, whether this canine was hollow's to protect or an intruder, therefore as she appraoched the location of the cub, she too was less carefuly about the noise she made along the way.

This was different, however, if it was a trespasser, Sarah considered it a bit of a courtesy to let them know that they were noticed and she was coming. To give them a head-start, before she engaged in a chase and gave their skins a good shake, rip and lacerations. A twig snapped under her feet and the next moment she emerged from the undergrowth, looking down at the scared cub. 

"Going somewhere?" she asked with a hint of smile in her voice, but not a particularly friendly expression to go along with it.