Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts

*Mortis* · (This post was last modified: 05-26-2020, 03:51 PM by Mortis.)

Mortis popped open one eye, watching Malalia now that her eyes were closed, now that the tightness in her shoulders had eased. His grin grew, and he nodded to something in the distance, where the line of the long grass started. He put his head back to his paws, and then reached over, nudging Malalia gently. “Mal” He whispered, “Do you see that?”

Barely moving, as though he was afraid to, he nudged a paw slightly towards the grass-line. As the two wolves watched, the grass began to move in that spot, parting slightly and snapping back into place, as though something moved in that spot.

Holding his breath, the boy continued to watch, and then, further along, too fast for something to have walked in that time, there was movement again, the grasses flicking and bobbing.

"Mortis"

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