What Lurks in the Shadows?

Sericea cowered behind a tuft of tall grass, her heart pounding in her chest. Her small frame shivered, partly from the biting cold and partly from the fear that had taken hold of her. The fresh scent of Ravana's trail reached her sensitive nose, and despite the chaotic rush of adrenaline, she felt a flicker of relief. Ravana was okay. She lifted her head, eyes straining in the pale moonlight. Her sister's figure gradually became visible through the tall grass, moving towards her with a steady, deliberate pace. Sericea's fluffy tail wagged slightly, though her body remained tense, ready to spring into action at the slightest hint of danger.

As Ravana pushed her way through the undergrowth, her caramel coat glistening under the glow of the moonlit sky, Sericea's heart began to settle back into a steady, rhythmic beat. She stepped out from her hiding place, shaking off the debris that hung in her coat. “Let’s get out of here.” She pleaded lightly to her sister, gesturing in the direction she believed home to be. There was no telling what else they could run into out here.

"Sericea Praetor-Inferos"