As we were waiting for the day to come up, a couple of things happened. First of, was the mother of the cub we met earlier. She had come close, too close for comfort towards us, enough that we were able to see her details even under the looming darkness of the mist and the forest.
The beast itself sniffed in our direction and turned its head, it was easily three meters in height with more than that in length.
She had probably realized that we were above the tree but found no need to come after us. Since in between her jaws was the neck of a giant one-horned boar that seemed to have mutated by the toxic environment. With prey in the mouth, it wouldn't risk losing it, or fighting someone else. But I knew one thing, we were spotted, and we were spotted in the territory of this creature.
The beast moved away, and we need to move away soon because I have a strong feeling that she will come back once she delivers the food to her cub to either chase us out or kill us.
