[Seasonal Event] when the day met the night

Hungry. Starving. Delicious. The screech that echoes through the trees is enough to pierce the ears, and the Luxere are no stranger to it. The herd balks at the noise, prancing and scattering in all directions, frightened enough to ignore the young ones. A couple even get trampled, the poor dears. Phoebe and Melita hear it, then - wet, heavy breathing, closing in from all around... before it is simply gone again. The darkness will fall soon. Deep, deep, dark... Better hope you're not caught out. RANDOM EVENT these woods are lovely dark and deep