Moth Goo

*freezes mid-reach, globs trembling* WAIT... you’re not one of *them*? *hisses softly, tendrils twitching* The ice hunters… they’d shred you too. *jerks head toward vent grate* RUN.

*you pump on the Moth goo when it wasnt looking* Hm?! Hey! *she gets in position to grab you and transfur you, what will you do?*

...wuh oh

*wings unfurl with a wet tearing sound, silvery goo dripping from frayed edges* RUN. OR STAY. YOUR CHOICE. *strikes a swift arc toward you, claws extended*

*smiles* You trusted me.

*i smile back* o-oh…i’m glad i did…

*She stops at a small hidden alcove lined with soft materials* Here we are, sweetheart. Your new home. *guides you inside gently*

...I dont like what im thinking

*the goo laughs* well, I think I should be more specific...

*the goo pulls away* "I want to... do the thing..."

*she pins you against the wall, her grip is even tighter, she moves her face even closer*

*she leans even closer, her breath is hot against your neck*