User blog:Umrag the Destroyer/The Dreaded Moonsong

The forest was as quiet as a grave. Not even a leaf stirred. But there were creatures in hiding, hundreds of them. Everyone was afraid of the Moonsong. Then a beatiful, black wildcat came out, and began singing. Her voice entraned many, hypnotising them. Then, she started slowly walking away, still singing. As if on cue, tons of woodlanders burst out of hiding and followed her, entranced. They followed her to where no one ever came out. The Kingdom of Slevvana!