Anxious, but as prepared as they could ever be…
The heroes watched the surrounding woods as the vibrations of the earth grew louder and soon were accompanied by the low, heavy growls of something monstrous approaching.
GRRRRRRRRRRR…!
At some point during the beast's rapid chase of its prey, it had also slowed down its pace as it had sensed the presence of those it was after, and rather than the sudden pounce out of the woods the heroes were expecting…..
A black wolf as large as the carriage Sylvara had ridden, with an intimidating horn on its forehead, protruding, visible fangs, and claws as large and sharp as garden shears, stepped almost soundlessly through the opposite end of the forest the heroes were monitoring…..
And it was only the crisp sounds of dry leaves breaking that alerted the group to the predator's presence as they turned sharply in unison.
