[RE] thunder bones

They're going to a place where no one can follow. At least that's what the legends would have you believe. And there are so many legends about this place - about the Last Step - that a herd of skeletal luxere charging towards it will likely only add to the mystique.

And it's shaping up to be something truly enthralling as the ghostly deer make their way, looking as if they might leap right up the steps and away, only...

Only something spooks them. Them, creatures of the between, and whatever it is, it has them bleating and whipping away from the Last Step, fighting to get as far from it as their fleshless legs will allow.

And so they scatter in their fear, and among the crowd, Sunjata, Ray and Paige will notice, suddenly, that their paws and claws and anything else are coated in some stinking, slimy substance. And from his elevated position, Mateo will get a whiff of something horrifically sulphuric on the air.

Ew all around.

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Ray

Have you ever heard a shadow?
A whisper at night?

Ray's lips peel back in disgust. Oh lovely. There was no way she would be shifting until all of this was off of her. The sensation of slime and the scent of rot makes her skin crawl. Unable to stand it, the panther takes off into the trees in search of water. As soon as she finds a body of water large enough, she dives right in.

She'll soak there and rub her fur against rocks until the slime is gone. Ray has no intention of grooming it off of herself. Given the unknown nature and the skeletal source, it's likely deadly. At the very least, she'd probably get sick from it.

Ray takes off to wash the slime off in the first body of water she sees.

The soft sound of paws,
In the dead of night?

SUNJATA

the flood

He’s panged with a variety of different Attuned voices but before he has a chance to fully respond, he hears others pop up. So instead, he remains silent, following the herd on his tricolored wings, rising a bit higher to keep his distance. Only, evidently, it doesn’t matter given the way they spook and slip out in varying directions, scattering like insects.

The only thing Sunjata notices next is the stuff that seems to drip this slimy substance in what appears like long tendrils. What the fuck. He grumbles, diverting his course to head toward some body of water just as Ray had thought to do (perhaps it’s the same one!) in an effort to clean his hooves before he returns home, hoping to get the smell off.

I've got hooks in my sides that you left there

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