Its spindle-like body contorted as it heard the rustle of leaves, and then a faint crack. Its head shot up and the glowing white dots for eyes glared in your general direction. The deep dark forests bathed in a murky shade of green did nothing to hide you, the damp air refused to mingle with your scent. The tall dark creature, like a silhouette or a shadow with no defining features, antlers resemble thorns and long thin limbs and body.

And a hungry mouth filled with rows of sharp teeth.