Her footprints turn into pawprints. 'Strange... why would they do that?' you think to yourself as you try to inspect them closer. Unfortunately, due to the shadows of the trees, it was unclear what kind of prints they were. You look up to see the moon, full and glowing brightly through the tiny spaces of the thick foliage. It did occur to you that tonight was a prime night for werewolves to becoming fully active, but you decided to keep your mind open.
As you follow the trail deeper into the woods, it was clear that something magical was afoot as the forest became thicker and further away from the town. You start to wonder what could possible be so deep in the forest of a quiet little town, conjuring up possibilities of secret gardens to forest kingdoms.
Your thoughts are cut short when you hear a noise up ahead. Quickly and quietly rushing to the source, you are brought to an unnatural clearing, as though it had been moved out by magic. Looking ahead you realize that the sound was...