The creature staring at her from the brush made Crann’s eyes go even wider, she had expected some kind of diseased beast, but not of this caliber. Staring over the beast taking it in as quick as she could she knew immediately it was more than a simple disease, she had even suspect that perhaps someone had been poisoning the forest or possibly a stream. She narrowed her eyes as it began to set its haunches to launch itself and she yanked her staff around to catch the beast as it leapt at her. She watched the muscles undulate under the ravaged skin and how it seemed to shrug off the fact that it was in a state of decay that should have killed it already.

Crann felt the weight slam against her, the foreclaws catching onto her staff and causing her to hit the ground with a loud thud as the rear leg claws dug into her thighs tearing into the wood and causing sap to slowly ooze out. She let out a groan as she lay beneath the beast staring up at it, the tepid, putrid breath of the creature washing over her face disgusting her. Crann’s eyes began to bare hate for whatever this created this unnatural beast that was upon her. As the anger upon seeing this abomination passed through, a slithering series of branches began to reach around from her back splaying into the air gnarled and blackened. The lengths of wood started high above the creature and the pointed tips of the branches began to point down as if it was going to stab through the felines back and tear it away from Crann. The tree that existed as a familiar upon Crann’s body had waited a long time to be released so that it could fulfill a base need of eating.