#OG TEAM LESGOOOOOO

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"M- monsters aren't real . . . right?" (Early!Fog for Claud? ;o)

Claudette looks solemnly at the ground before them, before lighting up for a moment, motioning for the young man to follow her. They walk some ways from the campfire, following the sounds of humming through the forest. Claudette smells smoke, and she puts her hand out in caution for Dwight. She silently lifts her finger to her lips before pointing towards a log cabin. It looked cozy from the outside, but it appeared the source of the melodic voice originated from this location.

"It's her," Claudette picks up a rock and hurls it as far as she can from the two of them, landing on an adjacent side of the cabin. The humming stops as a hatchet whirls through the air, landing close to where the rock hat hit the ground. Then she appears. A tall, muscular woman cloaked with a leporine facade stomps through the threshold, a hatchet raised above her as she looks around.

Claudette grabs Dwight's shoulder and pushes both of them down to a squat, watching the figure closely as she looks in their direction. The survivors stifle their breathing, The hatchet still raised facing them. The hulking woman shrugs as she puts the hatchet to her side, humming and waltzing back to the interior of the cabin.

"Does that answer your question?"