to behold the future
rexx / med risk prompt
11-14-2022, 07:27 AM
If his brother wasn't the deepest-thinking intellectual, Scald was right behind him. Perhaps it was the lack of parental guidance. Not like he knew the answer to that. Puzzling the bones back into a skeleton had been a good idea to him too, but no ghost was appearing. Maybe the familiar was right. Frustrated, he shared the exchanging look of confusion with Rexx as they headed the raven's instructions. Didn't make much sense because they hadn't ever been taught how to read bones. How did one read bones? Weren't they for chomping and smacking each other? As Rexx shook up the bag of bones and scattered the bones across the ground, Scald leaned down close. His bi-colored gaze flicked from the bones to their surroundings. No ghost, yet. Why not? His own brow furrowed deeply as he leaned back. Maybe a faraway look would reveal a big picture sort of thing. Still nothing. Tilting his head back and forth, he gave it a shake. "All I see are bones," he grumbled as he looked up to the familiars for guidance. None paid them any mind. "Maybe it means something bad and they don't wanna tell us," Scald whispered under his breath. S C A L D
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