She wasn’t worried about Elegy, not yet. Eulogy knew that her ability to get lost ranked high above her ability to complete a task herself, which allowed Effigy to play the role of savior, mother, more-than-friend. Eulogy fell towards it more rarely, her purpose seldom falling into the role of anything other than “jester.” She was there to make the others laugh, to make Elegy forget the fear that boiled all along her soft surfaces. To give a place for Cajsa’s wrath and Effigy’s exasperation. She was no one’s savior, and she’d never wanted to be.

She just… missed her best friend, roommate, more? She wasn’t worried, wasn’t going to fix anything, but she, uh, hadn’t teased her in hours. And, truth be told, Eulogy had never enjoyed being on her own

The caves she was walking through opened suddenly into a wide cavern, the natural bridge over a large gully worn grooved with hundreds of years of creatures walking and slithering and… whatever else others did, Eulogy couldn’t tell you. The leopard noticed something strange, however - there were flowers here, blossoms large and yellow. Pumpkins, oddly green with this time of the season, grew nearby. Or - did some pumpkins stay green? That seemed unwise, as it would be difficult to tell when they became ripe, but she supposed that she just knew nothing.

Except that Elegy had wanted some seeds… With a brief, harried look, and eye roll meant for no one near, she grabbed a green pumpkin to put in her bag.

The vine was long, trailing over the edge and into the murky depths below. Curious, Eulogy peered over the side of the cliff, following the snaking vines and their strange flowers. They created patterns, but she couldn’t understand the pictures they created. She could almost hear screams, see ghostly outlines of things below.

Elegy wouldn’t like that, not if she was alone.

Maybe Eulogy should find her.