Alex dashed. Reflecting a bit on what she said. [i]I don't want anything bad happening to you though.[/i] ... This made him care about dying. Alex jumped up into a tree. His obviously preferred form of transportation. 
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The forest was rather quite. But the peace was ruined by Alex's thoughts not being interrupted letting his mid wander into places it usually wasn't let into. He purposely made more noise when jumping from tree to tree. 
Eventually, a stench filled the air. A familiar smell. The same smell that tainted Alex's coat too long ago. Animal blood and guts. It was disgusting and Alex created a black cloth to cover his nose and mouth holding it in place with one hand. It smelled of death. But no corpses were visible currently. They were somewhere but the large black trees served to hide them and the bodies well. A few squirrels and birds shot by what appeared to be a black arrow tipped with a sharp metal point and a single wide cut or stab wound had became visible in a few. Alex walked over to the corpses still having the cloth over his face. 
Baby birds and old alike were killed. Healthy or sick. And not even in a small amount probably the whole forest.
"..." Alex was quiet. But his fists shook a bit as he looked down at the dead animals.