Blackfeather Woods plating

a voice a voice called out to himher and told herhim to come out of hiding like this was a game of hide and seek. but heshe knew how to play that game and knew that as long as you are not seen the seeker doesn't win.

slowly slowly slowly shehe crawled on hisher belly forward forward forward

(if heshe ignored how the rotten leaves and the mud sloshed and sploshed then it wouldn't be real it wouldn't be heard)

 until there was a point where heshe could stand up and not be seen by the voice that was in the mouth that was on the neck that was on the body that was on the paws that made the branches go crick-crack-crick and hisher bones surely as well too.

sheher was now behind the trunk of the tree with the root that heshe had curled around before, and hisher long long face slowly poked out around it hisher long neck almost snaking around the trunk to take a look just one look at whatwho spoke and why did itthey sound so lupine when there were only monsters here.

(hisher white parts were cakes brown with mud)