Abigail's imagined version of what she saw, was close to the truth. There was, in fact, blood stained on the tips of those sharpened antlers. The Wendigo had been feeding before Will stumbled upon it. What was left of its meal wasn't anything recognizable anyway, all the interesting and identifiable parts must have tasted the best as they were long gone.

As Abigail made comment on the antlers and then about how the monster looked as if it knew them, Will nodded slowly, looking back over his shoulder to glance upon her face. She seemed so intrigued by it, as was Will- But being intrigued by such a creature came with dangerous consequences.

"You're not wrong."

Will uttered, trying to slowly step to his side, putting himself between the Wendigo and Abigail, just in case, not unlike the man it represented, it wanted to harm Abigail, just to get to Will.

"Stay behind me, Abigail... Don't get too close."

As Will spoke, as he moved to keep the two apart, the monster tipped it's head curiously, a frown furrowing on its obsidian brow. It too, came to a stand, outstretching those long, faun-like legs and coming to a hauntingly tall height. It must have been close to 7 or even 8 feet tall!. The being towered over the two of them, reaching out with a spindly, taloned hand, making a gesture for them to come closer.

Will could feel the fear in him, rise up, like some uncooked part of a meal he shouldn't have eaten.