There is a beast in the hills. Many night time travelers fail to realize this in time. Not a single shred of the remains: no bones, no blood, not even a scrap of the clothing. The only clue being some claw marks of their last known location. Some who've escaped the beast's grasp described it with glowing pink eyes, long fur, claws larger then any knife, and a wide, constantly groaning gut. Whatever you do, do not travel the hills at night, unless you wish to join those who have disappeared into the beast.

(This is the shiny variant)