The Feral Dog

I remember as a kid, me and a few friends would always try to explore as much as possible the woods surrounding our town for it was our unauthorized playground. A dense combination of trees, thickets, swamps and small streams that were transformed by our vivid imagination in epic landscapes, sceneries whete our quests would take place. We were quite oblivious to the obvious danger that rose from being in the middle of such a lush vegetation. The only thing that we truly were afraid of was the manifestation of the unknown when we were least expecting it. Everyone knows about the creatures inhabitating nature but there must be a few gaps in our knowledge of what lives in here right?! People would always speak about strange and macabre happenings occuring in this part of the town but never had we experienced anything of the sort. No Herald of Death, no Faeries, no Crones nor Ogres or Ghosts from the swamps.. Until one day. We were fewer to come play that day in the forest, the sun stood h