“It’s been a while since I’ve last written in this journal and a lot has happened. In the closing hours of the hunt the black “cat” made its appearance… An abomination from my own land. A fell beast. A twisted creature with jet black fur and a large cat’s body, but the head of a bird almost. They’ve a beak strong enough to sever a man in two and eyes like a hawk and cat combined. Smart and cunning… It must have fallen through a portal at some point and began terrorizing the village. I took it upon myself to hunt the beast down once and for all… and succeeded. It’s beak now stays with the village elder to serve as a warning to children of what lurks in the night….”
“Weeks have passed since then and the weather is beginning to warm up. Calliope has emerged from her cocoon and has started preparing for springtime. With the change in weather I’m hoping to see some of the faces I met in the previous year. Perhaps we will stop in and say hello at their camp soon.”