Adding to a tale further down...
... i spent the night in Glen Clova last night, in my tent. There is nothing more terrifying than hearing, in the dead of night, a sheep cry out in pain and then whimper into silence.

The dark isn't scary.

Oh no, the dark is just the atmosphere. If you open up the tent flap and peer out, trying to not make a sound as you look for the source of the shriek, the dark is the most terrifying thing you will ever not see.

Because not being able to see means not being able to know what's just killed a sheep.

And not knowing that makes you a shaking, terrified wreck. And causes you to stay awake from 4 in the morning until sunrise, clasping onto your paltry Swiss army knife praying that whatever just killed a sheep won't notice your bright red fucking dome-shaped tent in the middle of the green forest.
(Schumann makes awesome quiches., Fri 24 Jul 2009, 1:47, 3 replies)

Foxes
When in that situation, a vixen shreiking can sound like a woman screaming in terror :(
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Fri 24 Jul 2009, 2:04, closed)

This is true.
I used to live in London, which has it's own breed of Bastard Hard® foxes. When they get going, they *really* get going. We were half a minute away from calling the police, it was that similar to a woman.
( Bats, Fri 24 Jul 2009, 7:39, closed)

Foxes fucking
are the worst. When the male blows his beans he remains locked inside the vixen for awhile. She, understandably, is keen to be on her way and will try to disengage. You would scream too, if someone was trying to make off with your bell-end inside them.
(Rsoles, Sat 25 Jul 2009, 14:07, closed)