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Rylie was on edge. Every plushy hair stood up as pointy as could be-which wasn’t actually very pointy at all, Kyle discovered. No, while the porcupine cat was all aesthetic, his anticipation was very real. A n animalistic scream echoed from somewhere in the forest, and Rylie’s ears flattened against his head. Clicking pattered nearby.
But what Rylie feared most was not those sounds, but the things that lurked closest, not uttering a syllable, waiting to strike.
And that was just the sounds. Rylie could smell their hunger.
They shouldn’t have stayed out at night.
Papercutter Wood was bad enough in the day, but it was possibly in-survivable when the nocturnal creatures came out.
But what Rylie feared most was not those sounds, but the things that lurked closest, not uttering a syllable, waiting to strike.
And that was just the sounds. Rylie could smell their hunger.
They shouldn’t have stayed out at night.
Papercutter Wood was bad enough in the day, but it was possibly in-survivable when the nocturnal creatures came out.