Shuffle … You heard it, and so did the other critters walking around. The squirrel who was searching for nuts quickly hid. The crows on the branches taking off and cawing their warnings. Rabbits hopped off, and quick. Hiding inside its burrows. It was probably your presence, and the sound probably came from the life all around you.

You were a photographer and you entered the restricted forest in order to get a picture of the undisturbed wildlife. Although, of course, it wasn’t going to be all that easy. After climbing over the fence, you had a few minor scars. You checked your cameras battery. Luckily, 76%. You sighed, then you looked up.

There it was. Staring at you right infront of your face, all up in your personal space. It had climbed down from a long branch, strong enough to support her weight. Her tail curled around the branch, the tip hissing a rhythm. You could feel your heart beat in the essence of her presence. Although, that’s when she spoke. “Who… Who are you? And what’re you doing here?” You gulped.