We pass the forest in the midst of the night. The moon is at its peak up in the sky, giving us the strength we need. The light scatters all about the forest, giving light to its inhabitants. It would be a nice hunting night, had this threat not come along. Suddenly, I heard a loud boom on the ground. It was as if someone, or something, had fallen. I look back to see who it might be, and, it's Aretha.