5 Minute Freewrite Day 518: Bark

She could see how everyone was nervous, how the childs were kept close to the wagons, and the grown men and woman always had a hand close to their weapons, from time to time reflecting either the moonlight, of the fire that they all surrounded. It was a quiet night, but very few wanted or even could go to sleep.

Everything had been normal until that day, with the merchants tired of the road, but happy of being closer to their destinies than the day before. Others, they just enjoyed the travel, the new environments and pretty sights. She, a hired extra security that she was told was more a formality than anything else. Everything was normal until one of the child screamed and they went to see what he found: the corpse of a giant elk, guts splayed out, missing limbs, and blood that had dried no more than a day before. The signs of a beast no one dared to name.

No they were trapped in the clearing, their wards and precautions not all that trusted, but their only choice since going back through the woods was an even worst option. And the seconds passed, and Fabricia concentrated her hearing in the darkness beyond their little beacon. Something was closing in on them, stealthily, hungry. A howl, multitude of barks.

The werewolves are coming! –she screamed just in time for some to hide, some to position, and the first one to be marked as prey.