Senna’s POV

The forest went quiet before it happened. An eerie, foreboding quiet. Not a single bird chirped. Not an insect made a sound. That was the worst part. The silence before it happened.

I stopped mid-step. We’d were coming back from the river with fresh water. Holding up my finger, I motioned for Thor and Thistle to stop too.

Thor noticed immediately. The eerie silence. “What’s happening?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” I whispered. “But whatever it is, it’s not good.”

Thor’s posture shifted. Thistle looked between us. “I don’t hear anything.”

“That’s the problem,” I said. The forest was so quiet, I could hear each of us breathing....