Tips for safe travels

Róta probably would have made it through the hole if she was a little slimmer, as it was, all she could do was stand by the gap in wall the kids disappeared into and wait. She could hear bones clattering against the stones, claws scratching on the stone floor and she craned her head to try and get a look through one of the other voids in the mausoleum wall. The scent of decay didn't register, though there was a whiff of something in the air, a scent Róta couldn't quite place. Whatever remains were in there were well past the point of desiccation, and they weren't from any animal she was familiar with.

Steig finally wandered back to the wall and she dropped her head to listen, the thought of sand falling through a crack in the ceiling had her worried, "Hurry up back through here then..." They would have to find a way to block off these bone filled holes, although it looked like once upon a time someone did, if the small piles of rotting timber along the wall were any indication.