Cherry Blossoms Are Dead

Rasha listened as the spotted wolf spoke. Her own ooze dribbled and the other ghosts in her head spoke and whispered at her their judgements and thoughts. She shook them away, sending a glowing spray of ooze in all directions. The other wolf said she was destined to consume more or the mushrooms would consume more. The deer ghost tilted it's head and Rasha did the same. "You must ear or be eaten?" She asked. Her eyes looked over the wolf and then the mushrooms she grew. "Or does your eating feed your mushrooms further, until they are strong enough to consume you too? Starve them off of you, leave them nothing to eat, and maybe they'll loosen their grip."

The deer bowed it's head deeply to Rasha before running upwards and off into the star streaked sky. Rasha, in turn, bowed to Sakura, "Think on his words," she said, though she never had explained that she believed she had been speaking for a ghost in the first place. Then she turned and disappeared into the mists, just like a ghost.