A boisterous growl spewed and all that was left of the atmosphere was chilly with a mix of heat, or maybe it was our bodies still trying to convalesce from the jumbled sound we just heard, for it shook even the trees and the snow fell from them and then ripples from the sudden breeze that shrouded the entire area. The ground quaked like an earthquake was about to happen but we both knew this was no quake. This was from the very animalistic werelion that stood a distance away from us.
"Stay close to me, Emma," Grayson said. We stayed still for god knows how long and I found it harder to breathe. This wasn't just the fear kicking in, this was something different, darker, and suffocating to even breathe, it made my very body shiver and the cold long forgotten. It was like this werelion made us know just how much we were his prey, and the mere ambiance that emitted off it was enough to make someone fall to the ground and allow death to eradicate the very mind...
