You were currently roaming around in the forestry aimlessly.

Meaning you were lost. Ironically. Originally, you were suppose to be heading back towards the castle that you served at as a [choose], though your black stallion had took off running in wind upon entering the deeper depths of the greenery. It was near Midnight, and you could tell this was going to be a long night.

And, to make matters worse, you couldn’t help but feel as if something was prowling behind you. Human or not.