The Wolves

“Who’s doing that?” Xavier asked, which everyone looked at him vexedly.

Caville scoffed. “The moon—what do you think?!”

“Whoa—whoa,” Asiris said. “Let’s just calm down here okay. Micah, go check.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, see what’s going on. Unless you want this to kill us all with this hideous noise.”

“Okay, sir.”

Micah slowly got up from his bottom and started venturing into the woods. He got up from his position and got his gun out quickly as he proceeded out of the leafy wall. He walked through, examining the area to see what the howling was probably coming from.

He didn’t see anything.

Then where was it coming from?

What was making that hideous noise?

The howling continued to bellow in the area, and now it managed to make him even more nervous.

As he continued to walk, he felt a snap under his foot and managed to startle him.

He looked down, seeing a twig snapped in half. He could tell he was getting a bit too paranoid.