Horror 2

    The sound of hoofs echoes through the undergrowth, something  was coming this way. What exactly created the thing that haunted this  trail and these woods is hard to say, mayhap the rumors are true, and it  was once human like us. But now it impossible to tell now, now it looks  like something out of a horror movie, like the very thorns themselves  strangled what once was and resurrected it at this thing. Eyes full of  malicious intent, and hunger, like a wolf regarding prey.

    The  locals have taken to calling it “Bramble,” the stories say that if you  hear hoofs crashing in the undergrowth, you’ll soon meet your end. More  then a few skeletons have been found tangled up in the briars, and even  more travelers emerge with harrowing tales of being grabbed and tripped  by briars and bramble that seemingly act sentient. It grows worse if  your bleeding, they seem to follow the blood like a shark to its prey.  Sometime encircling entire camps in the night only to crush those  unlucky enough to be caught inside come the first light of morning.

    This  “creature” though I hesitate to call it that seems as if it’s the very  nightmare of the woods, haunting, driving out, or killing those who  would do it harm. Even if its only by nature of survival, or because  someone like you has taken from the forest before. Only one of two  creatures have glimpsed this creature in the light, but what they saw  they described as a doe with the fur, mouth, and ears of a wolf, its  neck and legs wrapped in brambles markings , hence the name, and its  eyes, like yours or my intelligent but cold and malicious . . . almost  as if its understands what its doing, and simply doesn’t care . . .or  mayhap its right and too much has been taking from the forest.