She curls up against the closest tree, just wide enough for her to hide behind it, and she quickly gesture to the girls to come closer to her.
Because there's movement in the forest - and it's not something small. She doesn't see it first, but she can hear it, and feel its footsteps crackling leaves and pressing into the earth. She stays still, her lekku tense, as she tries to sense whether those footsteps are growing closer.
It's nearly a minute later when something moves to the east, like a shadow slipping along the already dark forest floor. It has six feet, and now Hera can hear its quick breath. She dares a look around the tree, and then darts back, trying to keep her own breath slow, and calm.
It's large, but not so large she couldn't tackle it if she needed to. It has dark fur, and the pointed face of some kind of large dog. Or a wolf. And it has bright red eyes, that catch what little light flares through the leaves above them.
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She curls up against the closest tree, just wide enough for her to hide behind it, and she quickly gesture to the girls to come closer to her.
Because there's movement in the forest - and it's not something small. She doesn't see it first, but she can hear it, and feel its footsteps crackling leaves and pressing into the earth. She stays still, her lekku tense, as she tries to sense whether those footsteps are growing closer.
It's nearly a minute later when something moves to the east, like a shadow slipping along the already dark forest floor. It has six feet, and now Hera can hear its quick breath. She dares a look around the tree, and then darts back, trying to keep her own breath slow, and calm.
It's large, but not so large she couldn't tackle it if she needed to. It has dark fur, and the pointed face of some kind of large dog. Or a wolf. And it has bright red eyes, that catch what little light flares through the leaves above them.