Bonesplinter Ravine macabre

smile breaks out across her muzzle, and she steps back a little proudly. her parents are fighters, and it is natural that she should have some skill, too.

moonshine wants to greet his "what now" with a suggestion that they go back to sleep. a yawn slips out shortly after his, but the wind that blows through the ravine a moment later, whistling oddly through the stone and bone, has her reconsider. "what happens after death?" she wonders aloud, not trusting her brother will have the answers but hoping to air her worries. surrounded by so much of it, she can't help but wonder.