Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts

*Mortis* · 06-21-2020, 11:15 PM

He frowned, ears still facing the grasses. Malalia offered an explanation, an easy release from their challenge. He couldn’t discount it, either. It was a strong possibility. Whatever phenomenon they had seen… maybe it had moved on. Maybe it was a one-shot kind of deal.

He let out a slow, thoughtful breath. “After you said you were sorry to it last night, the feeling of a presence vanished. Maybe that's all it wanted from this pack, this place. Not that I could ever assume what a ghost wants” He was quick to add. A far-away look to his eyes as he went over the encounter from the previous night in his head. As he remembered the sense of being watched, the voice. Seeing it on the sand, then the return of normality after it had vanished.

“Well. Lets just enjoy the night, if something happens, we’ll keep an eye out” he said. “Have you eaten yet?”

"Mortis"

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