'Bloody' Mary
As the warning of "You made too much noise and… things are going to come soon. I will explain further while we are moving" came from the dainty mouth of Mary Rose, a chorus of harsh laughter echoed throughout the surrounding trees, even worse as it did not even come from a human throat. Vague avian-like shapes formed in the shrouded branches as a faint wind rattled the branches giving the strangers a glance of what exactly surrounded them. Ebony feathered ravens with cut throats shifted their feathers as they gave an encore of calls, while one raven in particularly stunning feature of blood red eyes, in comparison to the black beady ones of its fellows. Even more odd was around its weeping throat was that of make-up case, its mirror being dyed in blood. Its pointy beak opened its maw as a distinctly female voice came from it "Still trying to guide lost lambs..hoping to find your one true pet? I would have thought you would have learned by now little Lamb" . Within seconds it seemed like a torrent of ravens swept over the heads of the visitors as a singular entity, as the crimson-eyed raven dropped open make-up case on the ground in-between the visitors and the dead as the unkindness swarmed around it before vanishing one by one into the small mirror in moments. Until all that remained was that small make-up mirror at least for a moment as one single pale digit emerged followed by the rest of the hand as the Nightmare known as 'Bloody' Mary emerged from the mirror and picked up the case, pouting slightly as she checked her reflection by snapping it shut with her fingers.
A faint smirk appeared on her face as she mockingly wiggled her fingers in the lovely Lamb's direction before pivoting in the direction of the newcomers purring in a silk voice "I am one thing our darling little lamb spoke of. If I may introduce myself..you have heard of my legend as I am truly one thing to be feared or revered depending on how much you put your stock in luck. You may call me Mary..care to guess my legend. If you get it right maybe I will give you a head start..I will give you hint..reflections.." The fog had lessened around her elegantly gowned form as beads of crimson seeped from the wound in her neck. The wound itself was merely a line as it seemed to stitched neatly at least for now. Cold eyes looked from human to human as her smirk grew larger as she felt a chill of anticipation run up her spine at the thought of beginning another chase, "Get it right and I will give you a boon of my favor..tipping luck in your favor possibly...indulge a beautiful woman won't you gentlemen?" .
Her eyes blinked almost owlishly as she took in the eccentric features of the visitors ranging from the man in the dress-like clothing, a clearly angry young girl to the smoking purple haired boy. ~What an odd group of humans we have here..~ Mary pondered as she awaited their answers. Deciding the morals were of little danger to her own person, she turned her attention to the Lamb and one of the newer permanent residents who was of little interest to her. Yet Lamb was one who deserved pity as she had watched from afar a few times as the girl battled between her two selves..it almost moved her own long-since dead heart..if it only were not so pathetic. Waggling a finger at the Lamb she tutted "Now don't go ruining my fun, little Lamb and give away my game." Her tone was condescending as if she were speaking to a child rather than a perfectly able woman. Although in her eyes, anyone not a Nightmare was exactly that..a whimpering child too afraid to just embrace the darkness that was now their life.