You remark that the fog is making it hard to see, and ask Moonflower if she can tell how far you are from the ruins.

Moonflower: "Lemme check!"

Moonflower begins to emit a series of high-pitched clicking noises. She pauses, confused, then she turns her head, and tries again.

Moonflower: "... Whoa! Incomin' from behindā€¼"

A few seconds after Moonflower's warning, a lone timberwolf emerges from the fog, and gets ready to pounce.

Windcaller attempts to quickly grab his horn, but only manages to fumble panickingly for it with trembling hooves.