"That could be, yeah." Lucy agreed, and inwardly groaned, "Oh that's all we need, more obnoxious pixies." She sighed. At least until she looked rather uncomfortable at the sight. "What IS this.." She has to put a hand against the dragon's side to get her land legs back, but the dragon barely took notice, in full guard dragon mode.

Luna shuddered, "This place just feels wrong. Cold. It wasn't like this yesterday." She glanced over at the group, "It wasn't even like this the last time Dad and I were here." She held out her hand, a blue flame alighting above it, illuminating the area in that same light that the blackness almost seemed to shy away from with a rattling hiss.

As Natsu drew closer to the white lumps, he'd be able to see their shapes much better. They're statues of animals -- no, wait. Actual animals. Actual animals, that appear petrified and frozen. One says appear but their eyes are still moving, glancing frantically about - their little hearts are still beating, their breathing slow and laborious. And further down the path there are larger shapes.

"I don't like this," Luna murmured.

"Don't step on the.. whatever this is," Lucy put in after a second. I'm not sure if it's alive, per se, but it doesn't feel right.