The mud is thick around the forest. The first sign some might say, as to what the forest is like now. The edge of the forest immediately grows darker. The trees have not changed though, they are as they were before all of this. Probably the most disturbing aspect is the quiet. The packs don't make a sound as they roam the forests. The brutes slumber throughout, waiting for something to disturb them. The monsters won't be heard until the deeper parts, where they roam. It's what could be closest to what is called dawn. The deepest darkness that exists now is starting to lift, but no light shines through, it is only different in that extra light is not always needed. The mud clung to the group as the moved closer to the forest, the only thing making a sound.