It was Full Moon, You were a Demon Slayer wandering the Forest at night, Holding a lamp in your other hand, and the other Gripping the Handle of your Blade Tightly, Always preparing for an Expected Attack.

But then Your ears Perked up when you Heard a Low Growl, You then Glanced Around but saw Nothing, But then your Eyes locked onto a bush that was Rustling.

"Grr.."

You Grasped the Handle of your blade Tightly, Preparing for an Attack.