Dark Tide Rising

There is a blackness rising in the wood. No birds will sing, no light will shine, and in the shadows slink the growling, hungry wolves with eyes of black and fur of silver. All the while, she grows ever more frightful until she finds herself surrounded by the inky night. The dark tide is rising.

For the When Evil Wins contest held by

Thanks to the following stock creators (the rest painted by me):
Evil Queen: see here
Fair Maiden: see here
Howling Wolf: see here
Second Wolf: see here
Background: see here