Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts
05-31-2020, 12:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-31-2020, 12:09 AM by Malalia.)
She was amused when he likened sleeping in the snow to sleeping on a cloud. She wasn't so sure. After a while, the ice melted with your body heat, and the only difference between the snow and lying on the ground outright was that you were a lot colder. It did remind her of those impromptu snow dens, though. Maybe later in the winter, if there were big enough snowdrifts, she could make a den within the snow and ice.
Mal stepped back when Mortis pulled himself to his feet. His question gave her pause. She wasn't... frightened, exactly. It just seemed that their adventure had ended yesterday, but... "Yeah, let's do it." She shrugged, grinning lazily as she began to make her way towards the long grass again. A kind of giddy excitement took over, the daylight emboldening.
The girl had to admit she was a little curious about the spot. She'd never encountered it for herself, and though she doubted it... maybe there was something left behind? A clue to their mysterious night?