Ray
Have you ever heard a shadow?
A whisper at night?
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.
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?
In the dead of night?
