The moonlight was hitting through the leaves of the trees, giving light to the dark night along with the stars twinkling beside it and the fireflies in the middle of the darkness. The forest was silent that the only thing that could be heard was the crickets in the background and the owls calling on the branches. The roots of the trees were never present on the ground surface, as they were deep below. Some of their trunks had marks on them that could mean danger.
But all in all, the whole forest was peaceful, until a roar was heard from a distance, making all of the animals around the place run like their lives depends on it and hide in their holes and houses.
The grasses on the ground got stomped by a bunch of footsteps that was running at a quick pace, and their pants and short breaths were breaking the silence of the night. But they didn't care about anything that was in front of them, as all they could think about was to run from what's behind them.