The forest was alive with a howl in the distance, and something moving in the undergrowth, unless it was the wind blowing past. With a ready lantern with him Marric could find the the path to the forest easily enough, and enter the pathways. Old paths lay scattered near the edge of the woods, along with some old stumps remaining, looking old and making some empty 'clearings' amidst the sparse woods.<br/><br/>Heading on further, the light of the moon and the stars became less illuminating, and the path could be seen for now but later on when it got darker it would be hard to see much further than your own nose.<br/><br/>Moving ahead Marric soon came to stand before a clearing with a clear-water pond at the middle of it, and a bit of light shining about. Its source could soon be seen. Light blue mushrooms sat here and there, seeming to shed light around, giving a good illumination to the surroundings of the small forest pond. Seven mushrooms at the shore, and twelve more forming an almost perfect circle, large enough for a man to fit there between all of them seated without crushing any of them.<br/><br/>Somewhere in the woods, there was the sound of breaking twigs and ruffling leaves.