Lights

The meat was different, but good after a couple bites. Hypnos was still not entirely convinced, but he would give a small nod and, wanting to be polite, lowered his head to the body of the bat and took a bite of the meat. He’d give a soft sigh as he chewed, his ears twitching a couple times. It tasted weird... But not really bad. He’d finish what remained of the bat, at least that was desirable, and then shifted his gaze back to the she-pup. She looked so content.... So happy. She was strange but... Not really in a bad way. Hypnos would look around again at the glowing mushrooms, pondering what his mother would think of this place.

“It really is. Kinda strange... But nice too. I like it.” Hypnos would look to Mystic again, tilting his head to the side. “How come you’re here by yourself...?” It was strange. He knew why his mother wasn’t here but what about her parents? Surely they were worried?