As they walked through the enchanted forest, Aurora couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. She glanced nervously over her shoulder, but saw nothing. "Isabella, do you feel that?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Isabella nodded gravely. "We're not alone," she whispered.
Aurora's heart raced as they continued on, their footsteps echoing through the forest. Suddenly, they heard a rustling in the bushes. They froze, their hearts pounding in their chests.
And then, out of nowhere, a group of fierce-looking creatures emerged. They were tall and muscular, with fur covering their bodies and sharp claws on their hands and feet.
Aurora gasped in terror. "Isabella, what are they?"
Isabella drew herself up to her full height. "They are the guardians of the forest," she said, her voice steady. "We mean no harm."
