Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts
06-10-2020, 10:32 PM
She nodded simply in acknowledgement, and began to move away from the barren patch of dust. It was settled then. The dup were going to actively look for a ghost.... in several hours. Mal had her own duties to attend to, after all. Ghost hunting could wait a little while. "Alrighty. I'll meet you later tonight." The girl would be fresh off of her own training regimen, once she was done with her day. She laughed at herself; Mal doubted that one could fight a ghost anymore than they could fight the wind, or clouds. But hey, it was better to be prepared, right?
--- time skip to night ---
Her muscles ached as she made the slow journey back from the coast to the grasses. Still, she was proud of the work she'd done. Mal had made some progress fighting with claws, as well as working in tandem with Pachou. The wolverine wasn't quite full grown, but he was bigger and older and picking up quickly on their sessions together. It made her happy to see his little growl of victory when he nailed a move. They parted ways, and as the night wound on and she caught her breath, the experiment with Mortis came back to her.
A kind of giddy energy ran through her, and she picked up her pace. The girl could still hardly believe what they'd seen. It was easy to happily conjecture about in the daytime, but when the world was dark and the mother moon was your only source of light? A shiver rippled down her spine, raising her hackles before she forced them to lay flat. There was nothing to worry about... but wasn't that what she'd told herself before they saw it?
Rolling to a halt before the campfire, Mal opened her jaws to scent the air. Her ears flicked, and she cast her eyes around. "Mortis?"
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