The dying heat of a summers day... cicada screams echoing through the air... the vibrant sunset... Even if this so called "mothman hunt" her brother had dragged her on was stupid, Gwen couldn't deny that the scenery was stunning.

Him and his buddies had run off ahead of her on the trail, so she was taking it easy and enjoying the view. As she meandered a small flash of green and red caught her eye. Moving off the trail a bit to investigate she came upon a strange growth? Pod? fruit? hanging from a low lying branch. it didn't look like anything she had ever seen before. Curious she poked it.. unknowingly setting into motion the events that'd make her into the target of this evenings hunt.

Like I said in this months Patreon Poll cryptid's just seem right for summer! hope you enjoy!