Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts

Mortis · 06-22-2020, 12:43 AM

Well, luckily for Malalia, Mort's hunting trip that day had been fruitful. He offered her a grin, and ducked into the cellar. He liked how close it sat to the communal space, making it an easy access point for food.

He grabbed his spoils of the day, finding them in the dark space by smell. Grabbing the little buggers, he pulled them up on a wooden board, and walked backwards out of the cellar, dragging his collection with him.

He stopped before Malalia, spreading a wing out in front of his smorgasbord. The scent of salt and sea life rising up. In front of them were clams, a few different types of fish, like white fish and salmon, and prawns. “I’ve been learning how to fish, not a half bad haul, right?” he said with a proud chuckle, nodding for her to go ahead and get started on their dinner.

"Mortis"

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