Haunted Wood dämmerung

he's between the edge of the wood and shy deer steppes

mahler ended his wandering near the the sprawling boundaries of a wood, tinged with a scent he did not think he had taken before. curious, wary, for there was a pack here, and the gargoyle was aware of it, he explored the odd fragrance, attempting to discern their strengths and weaknesses even as he kept himself tensely alert.