DISCOVERY: our muses are in a graveyard and find an emptied grave. - HI LY FOR ADAM, my dumbass medium (affectionate) <3
Ly wrinkles her nose at the smell of damp earth and wet soil and crouches down beside the hole, arms down between her legs. Whoever dug up this grave did so recently; the soil still sits in lumpy mounds, hasn't fallen in deep enough to fully cover the now-empty coffin that sits in disrepair.
She leans forward, peering over the edge. Even with her claws, her arms aren't long enough to reach down and brush some of the dirt away; she looks over at Adam standing off to her side, contemplates hopping down and getting her hands dirty.
"No body. Nothing in there that I can see from here." Ly hums, tapping a finger against her knee. "What do you think? Needed the body for something? Grave robbing with a twist? Sense anything?"
