The roar of the rotten husk echoed throughout the hills, eyes gone wide and mouths baring their rotting human-like teeth. The white fox squeaked in terror and alarm, her hind paws moving on their own in some attempt to get herself out of harm's way however she slipped on an uprooted rock and went tumbling to the ground.

He might have the advantage for now, but she won't allow someone so rotted to win over her village and her life.