You had heard the old Athabaskan tales of a terrible creature roaming these woods, but the snow of winter has thawed, and it was prime foraging season. You let yourself stay in the woods late, scouring the forest floor for mushrooms or herbs, and as the sun set, you found you were lost. Panicking, you stumble into a moonlit clearing, to see a terrifying creature stooping over a body, blood still dropping from the skeletal muzzle.