wanting to go on a night walk, you grab your cross and place it around your neck, grabbing a stake even though you won't be gone long. You make your way down the trail near your home, not noticing a pair of eyes watching you from the darkness. You relax and take in the scenery, wondering how the other trolls are doing. You hear a sound of footsteps behind you, and you look to find branch watching you, slightly annoyed and definitely hungry