Emberwood (MATURE MATURE MATURE) Alarm clocks Screaming, Monsters calling my name

@Donovan Azura.  This should be interesting. Forward dated to 7/22. There's a light rain. 

He moves south, A lot on his mind and seemingly all of it hanging on the lands below the territory. 
The Saints, a clear and obvious threat. 
Nightwalkers, and whatever was seriously wrong within the Haunted Woods...how had so many Nightwalker pups end up dispersed? Had Valour died? He sincerely hoped not. He had had so much hope for the boy. 
He stumbled into a fertile paradise of prey. 
Game trails crossed over each other, and the scent was devoid of bear, cat, or anything else. Well, nothing like a little hunting to get his mind straight.