<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #00BFBF"><span style="font-style: italic">Eventually ….</span><br/><br/>Two demons, after discussing their plans, bolt out of the cave, and run through the forestry with Spirit, currently as a fox, running alongside with them.<br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/>Another Forest God strolls around the forest as a dragon (<a class="postlink" href="http://fantasygalleryart.com/library/342Hobsyllwin275x19G2899C-002.jpg">http://fantasygalleryart.com/library/342Hobsyllwin275x19G2899C-002.jpg</a>). It too was simply out to hunt the giants of the forest.<br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/>As sunlight touches the soft head of a kitty, she gets up and stretches. Getting the bag off of the limb of the tree, she jumps down from branch to branch, and makes a final jump down the long trunk. She goes behind the tree where most of the shrubs are, and buries the bag. After skillfully rearranging the scene, making the shrubs cover the smooth dirt, she runs off for a hunt. She soon finds a rabbit hole.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Later ….</span><br/><br/>Leaving some white fluff at the area, she goes back and gets her bag, putting back on her ruby pendant and transforms back into a human. As she continues to lurk around the forest, she was wondering if she was being watched.<br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/>Snow leaps out of the doors of the old royal home and once again runs out into the wilderness, hunting at the rivers once again for the little fishes that swim about – innocent of their impending doom of a sharp-teethed tiny fox  who will soon consume them.<br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">A battle ground of great destruction, squished vegetation, and giant paw prints lay about upon a field within the forest. The creatures that have caused this, are surely not to be found anytime soon.</span><br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/>A pack of black wolves hunt around for their own game. The other half are still on the look-out for the two beings that the wolves were solely sent to bring back to their leaders.<br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/>A black cat hops down from a tree. He too was looking out for something. He strolls around, staring, scouting. Might be the critter that was actually the one who was staring at you in the distance.</span></div>