Fanged Ugly Creatures

“What do you think those scratch marks are from?” Warrior asked me.

“I’m not sure, but I can sense an unfamiliar creature’s scent around here,” I whispered.

“Well, it seems like we have to go back and meet Alpha Matthew, Luna. We can’t wait or venture inside alone,” murmured Warrior.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by at lightning speed.

I stumbled back in surprise.

“Damn, what kind of creature was that?” I muttered in frustration.

“Are you alright, Luna?” one of the Warriors helped me stand up.

“I’m fine,” I muttered while looking at my scratched palms.

“I have a spare bandage, Luna,” he offered me a bandage.

“It’s not bleeding, just a shallow scratch,” I sighed.

But then I noticed a bloody shoe beneath the bushes.

“Are those shoes?” I asked.

The Warrior who was following me turned around and saw the shoes too.

“Yes, Luna. Let me check them out for a moment.” He went to inspect the shoes, but as soon as he got close, something pulled him into the bushes.

We panicked.

“What’s going o