As Kiarra began to cut, there were the faintest sounds of footsteps. They slowly were drawing closer, and closer...and a figure, a silhouette in the shadows of the forest. It looked...human. But the eyes were glowing, the iris were brilliant, blood-red with vertical pupils. The figure wasn't far from Kiarra, only a few dozen paces away as it drew closer, her legs now free as soft, velvety laughter echoed through the wood.