Clouds formed a blanket over the moon, obscuring its faint glow. A cloaked figure moved through the dark forest, her footsteps light, almost silent as she worked her way along the narrow trail. Grass and weeds brushing up against her cloak.
Electrifying lightning zipped across the night sky, accompanied by a crashing thunder that roared violently, signaling the start of one of the regular harsh rainfall that occurred in the gloomy forest a loud burst of icy wind whistled through the trees, creating a howling noise.
Another blast of wind blew the hood of the cloaked figure, revealing a delicate face, chocolate brown eyes, and pale skin. Tugging the hood by its hem, she pulled it over her head — almost covering half of her face.
Due to the cold and dreary weather, the flutter of wings unseen, snapping twigs, and the eerie atmosphere in the woods made the forest feel more somber and dangerous than it normally was but it wasn't enough to deter her.