Whitefish River and i saw death in the eye of a buck

"Hey there sweetheart. You lost?"

Her stomach felt heavy. Immediately worried that the ghoulish man from the woods had come back again. Back to stalk her, to spit weird words at her.

This time...this time I will meet him with tooth and claw.

Only she wouldn't. Frozen by her own fear once more. The man from the woods had been large, too large for her to take on by herself. With Kigipigak amiss and Gleipnir likely still on the plateau... She would not last if she fought.

Her head slowly turned in her still state, narrow skull looking over her shoulder with big moon eyes.

He was not that man at all. This was a new one. Smaller (still bigger than her) and paler.

No. She finally responded, tail limp between her ankles. I live nearby, looking for a friend.