01.19.2016
The group let up a shout to alert those nearby. Flames spread in Harsenth and the night sky was lightened thanks to the overhead partial cloud cover which reflected the light. Parents leapt up and grabbed their kids and belongings, before heading off along the trail.
The wolf quickly ransacked the city and moved on to the settlements on its fringes. The smoke cloud thickened, rose, and blocked out the newly risen moon. The wolf took notice and stopped his ravaging. Sitting on his haunches, the wolf let up an enormous howl to the failed moon. The piercing noise roused everyone who stayed along the path.
They could see an impressive shape silhouetted by the flames behind it. A wave of terror took the refugees and the road was packed with people running. Lights up and far off marked the outskirts of Bansuth, giving a hope to those fleeing there. Just earlier tonight had the group who fled Founsel made it through the thick stone gates which were flanked by eternal fires. The fires stood for the welcoming of all who entered the city, and the well-wishes for all those who left it.
The wolf’s cry did not reach all the way to Bansuth, but the newly-arrived told their story of destruction to all the patrons of bars they could find. The far off red glint served as shaky proof of the ruin they had narrowly escaped.
The wolf’s howl subsided and he stood aain. His eyes made out the moving figures on the path, which seemed crawling with activity. Tonight he’d enjoy a find and terrored feast. The city of Harsenth hadn’t had many left, but he did enjoy picking at the bones of the city.With a jolt forward, he sprinted up the road, swooping and scattering all he encountered.
The fear that put them on the trail made the people even easier prey. All in one concentrated line. Not all had fled that way, and the wolf’s hunger was never really sated anymore. He was the size of a small hill and desired to grow onward. After bloodying the path with fragments of victims, the wolf spent the rest of the night playing in the surrounding forests. Hide and eat with his cunning, small, and pitiful toys. The wolf lapped his lips as dawn neared, having silenced the woods. Now to find a suitable dayhide.