Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts

*Mortis* · 05-26-2020, 02:12 PM

Mortis, wide eyed and engrossed, shuddered at the thought of an enemy one could not fight. Or a pack, dying out as the Alpha was powerless to stop it. Mothers, fathers, siblings, children. No one who went into that long grass was safe. Shivering with the delicious sensation of fear and anticipation after a story well told. The fire popped and crackled, and his fur rippled as the sound sent a shock through him. He grinned, turning to Malalia, as through about to joke as his own foolishness, when she spoke his name.

He could see the fear in her eyes, as they locked onto the danger behind him. A snarl was already on his lips, and he began to turn, shifting as he did so to put himself between Malalia and whatever danger was beyond. Wings began to spread, making himself seem bigger, and fully hiding Malalia from view behind them. Making such preparations in an instant, the boy turned, snarling violently, claws sinking into the earth as he prepared to leap at that -- wait, but there was nothing
“Ahhhh!” he shrieked, leaping a foot into the air and shedding a few large sized feathers as he jumped. His cry high pitched and shocked as his jump turned into a tumble as Malalia finished her pounce upon him. He tasted dirt, and was already laughing, realising what had happened and how he had been played.

Ooc: ( Don’t go into the long grass!! Anya is definitely a velociraptor, just saying)

"Mortis"

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