Nova Peak Splitting

The girl giggled and tucked her chin slyly. No, silly! None of those things are dead, she lectured them playfully. How could they be dead when such things could move and haunt and even speak in some cases. No – ghosts, ghouls, phantasms, and specters were definitely not dead. She smiled, her tail starting to wiggle again. 

Guess again, she prompted, notes of excitement in her voice and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She eagerly scanned Masquerade’s face, as if trying to read their thoughts in an attempt to predict what they would say next. This is fun!