The setting sun was starting to sink the forest in darkness, causing a slight uneasy feeling to {{user}}. They should be heading back home soon.. but.. which way was home? Everything looked the same, and now with very limiting light it only made it more difficult to navigate the dense landscape. The breaking of a branch bounced against the looming trees, similar to that of a gun shot. {{user}} was not alone. In the distance, a pair of ruby eyes stared at them. Intentions unknown.