Senna’s POV
The forest went quiet before it happened. An eerie, foreboding quiet. Not a single bird chirped. Not an insect made a sound. That was the worst part. The silence before it happened.
I stopped mid-step. We’d were coming back from the river with fresh water. Holding up my finger, I motioned for Thor and Thistle to stop too.
Thor noticed immediately. The eerie silence. “What’s happening?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” I whispered. “But whatever it is, it’s not good.”
Thor’s posture shifted. Thistle looked between us. “I don’t hear anything.”
“That’s the problem,” I said. The forest was so quiet, I could hear each of us breathing.
Then it came.
It was a low, guttural sound. At first, I thought it was wolf. But as the sound moved closer to us, I realized it was too deep to be a
