/A painful howl can be heard in the night. A lonely soul crying for help. But, as the pain in their body getting stronger, their howl getting weaker and weaker.  
Until it stops and with it the whole forest turns silent, like everything died in that moment.  
Sudenly the ground shakes. Branches and leaves filled with a new energy, as powerful as the one run through them when they were still part of the trees around them. They became a part of a new life.  
Than a deady howl cryed out. A new one, not made of pain, but bloodthirst and vengence. Ready to tear the flesh of the living with it’s bark covered fangs./