>>12561454Musharna. A sick and weak fetus who was not at all like your usual Musharna.
She stood upright, uncurled, and had her eyes wide open, giving her the initial impression of a literal, derpy pink elephant.
Her illness caused her dream mist to be nearly depleted completely, she looked tired, like all she wanted to do was sleep but was unable to, the only mist that remained in her was the long trail that was oozing out of her trunk.
But it was infected with her illness, and thus of no use to anyone. It tormented Musharna by just acting like a dangling stream of mist snot.
For the sake of her sanity and sanitary, she snorted it back up into her nose whenever she could. After all, it's not possible to just clean something you can't even touch, now is it?
Maybe it's just a Disney situation where all she has to do is just "believe in herself" in order to make her dreams come true...or something.
Curious about her, and I'm not going to lie, suspicious too, we decided to grill her for answers while she stood isolated from the rest of the passengers.
The problem was that she refused to talk to us, not uttering a word despite how many times we said hi to her, it was almost like we didn't even exist to her.
All she did was yawn, and hobble past us without a care, she snorted up more dribbling mist, and off her way she was.
Quags scowled at her, "Well that's not very nice, now is it?"
"It isn't. What was up with that? We were just trying to say hello...does she think we suspect her or something?"
Quags began punching and kicking the air, "Well if she does then I'ma just have to give her the 'ol ONE-TWO to show her who's boss, HA!"
"You should just stick to following me."
With nothing else to do, we headed into the jungle to start our Skypian expedition. Who knows what we might find in there?
