The blood trail from
Tunnel D, followed by a small group of gembound, leads straight into Leo. It is not a continuous stream, but rather splatters here and there. On more earthy ground, the investigating gembound may see footprints - three sets.
Ahead, in the direction they are following, there is something on the beach. A...group? There is the smell of blood in the air.
This thread is open to anyone - please note that epidote infection is possible in this thread but will not happen without player consent.
@Coilean @Callista @Eulogy @Aurelle
They dutifully follow the blood trail into the new cave, smearing the trail as they carelessly slithered directly over it. Their single-minded focus diminished greatly upon entering the new cave. Leo is relievingly warm compared to the feverish chill of tunnel D, and far more interesting. They pause frequently to investigate little things- the crashing of waves, or a pretty shell- before remembering their mission and continuing on.
Until someone new arrived on the scene.
Lichen was almost incomprehensibly big compared to what could easily be mistaken as an oddly-colored fleasnake at first glance. They rapidly scrunch into a defensive 'S' shape as Lichen thunders over, mouth gaping open with a puffy little hiss. After their initial spike of fear settles they zip over to Coilean- the most trustworthy adult they know- and coil around his ankle.
"Scary. Big an' Scary." They stare up at him with big boba eyes.
"Go away? Make it go?"
@Lichen @Coilean [interaction]
Everyone was trying to convince them that Lichen wasn't big and scary, but they had EYES and they could SEE that she was sosososo tall and had sosososo many teeth, and could probably squish them flat without even noticing.
They weren't all that concerned by whatever kind of 'other danger' Callista was talking about. Not when finding where the whispers had gone was so important.
"I wanna go. Hav'ta go." They told her solemnly.
And then Coilean offered a safe perch outside of Squishing Range.
"Yes!! Up please! Uppies!!" They stretched as tall as they could, still leaning against Coileans leg, staring with big ol' puppydog eyes as they waited to be picked up. They did not seem to realize the large glaring issue of Knife Arms might complicate this somewhat. Coilean was nice and would never hurt them, even if THEY had hurt HIM. They were still sorry about that, even if it had been Necessary.
@Coilean @Callista