Sharkyshark
Just chillin'
Dead Man’s Grove was by all means an ordinary little village. Children played outside during the day, farmers tended to their fields, and grandmothers sat on their porches and knitted. Even the sheep seemed fat and happy, bleating pleasantly as they chewed on the grass. Hardly the sort of place one would expect to find dark horrors and nightmarish happenings, but stranger things had occurred. Strange things, for example, like the sudden appearance of a certain young Therianthope at the bottom of a pond. The portal appeared suddenly, ripping through the fabric of reality just long enough to spit Milo out into the murky water before vanishing once more. The unfortunate lad would suddenly find himself entirely submerged, lying on the slimy bottom of a cold, muddy pond. Of course, the entire pond was only about ten feet deep, but the shock and sudden loss of visibility from the kicked-up silt would make it seem much, much deeper.
Upon making it to the surface, the first thing that Milo would hear would be a cry of terror. A young lad of perhaps 14 dropped his fishing rod into the pond and fled down the road towards the town, screaming about a mud monster suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
Upon making it to the surface, the first thing that Milo would hear would be a cry of terror. A young lad of perhaps 14 dropped his fishing rod into the pond and fled down the road towards the town, screaming about a mud monster suddenly appearing out of nowhere.