The dark forest on the Western reaches of the Napa Valley was filled with a heavy mist. Towering trees stood still and quiet, their long branches extending out into the nighttime sky like bony fingers. And in the midst of it all, the Rebob lurked.
This creature was like no other. It was massive, its body covered in fur the color of dark chocolate. The creature’s gaze emitted a fiery red glow, illuminating its surroundings with an eerie light. The Rebob’s massive wings truly made it unique- Wings extended from its back, resembling those of a bat.
The Rebob moved through the forest with an effortless grace, its massive feet barely making a sound on the forest floor. It was searching for something, its senses honed to a razor-sharp edge. And then, it found it.
A Jack Rabbit hopped out from behind a bush revealing itself. The Rebob’s eyes locked onto it, and it crouched low to the ground, preparing to pounce. But as it did, it suddenly felt a strange sensation – a feeling of being watched.
The Rebob paused, its massive head swiveling around as it tried to identify the source of the feeling. But there was nothing there – nothing visible, anyway.
The Rebob took off into the air, flying high above the trees. As it glided through the darkened heavens, it sought for anything that could clarify the peculiar sensation.
The Rebob continued its hunt, searching for a snack.
