Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts

*Malalia* · 05-28-2020, 12:02 AM

Jeez... Malalia ran after the boy, ears flattened as they bundled through the grasses. Maybe the girl had been watching them, and gotten into some sort of trouble in the meantime. What if it really was Asla? But then... how could it have been? There'd been no trace of her -- no trace of anyone there. Whoever... whatever it was, they still had to find her.

Suddenly the grasses receded, and they came to a small clearing, the undergrowth replaced with mud and sand. The figure had reappeared, then, in the middle of the patch of earth, enshrouded in moonlight. Mal barreled forward, the dirt flying beneath her paws. Fear fueled her as much as determination. She'd let the wolf get away the first time, and she wouldn't let them get away again.

Even as she ran, a cold shiver passed through her as she hit pure air, rather than solid flesh and bone.

Malalia wheeled around, a cry of disbelief on her lips.... but then stood stock still. The figure was gone. Only rustle of the grass remained, and the hum of the night around them.

"Speech"

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