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A lot of students had ended up falling. That was not a very good sign at all. Those capable of flight made it here with no issue, so there was at least that. Though, he soon saw Sibyl sliding across in her true form.

Jericho's stomach might have rumbled a bit.

"..I knew I should have eaten something before leaving.." he grumbled.

Ulmuka was looking at Sibyl get dressed. Well first he'd been giggling about seeing a seal slide down the bridge but now he was even more interested at her shifting and redressing.

As a shifter himself, he was curious about her clothes not going with her. His did and it took no extra effort. Of course their species were different but he was eternally curious. He'd only recently learned that there was appeal in looking at the naked female form, but it was 95% curiosity at this point. OvO

So if she payed attention, she'd see this (in this pose) staring at her.

(ROLLIN x2)

((Falling with permission))

Hel didn’t care if it was spectacular looking or not. It was away from Amityville, it promised battling, and she absolutely loved this cold weather. It matched her mood. The cold biting at her cheeks hurt so good.

The valkyrie was all bundled up much like her fellow students, and tailed towards the end of the group as she trudged along in the snow. She was along for the ride really, and she did want to help out Aymet. She had really admired the words the dragon boil had spoke during their time at the Haunted House. One moment the reaper looked up and everyone was there, and she looked down at the snow for a bit, and then back up to see quite a few were gone. Hel paused, looking around with a perplexed look before she heard a crack underneath her feet.

Oh Ja—

She was gone.

In all retrospect, Merope should have seen this coming. The undead boil scowled as he stepped carefully in the footsteps left behind by the other students, hoarding his discontent to himself. He should have expected the fact that there was going to be snow and ice. Instead, the only thing he brought with him was an empty sack.

Merope eyed the ice bridge warily, unsure of whether or not he would slip off of it. If there were less people, perhaps he would have persuaded himself to slide across it quickly. But even the mere thought of that alone made him balk and wait for others to begin crossing before he followed suit.

Perhaps digging into the ice for traction wasn't such a hot idea after all. With a startled yelp, Merope fell into the darkness!

"You'd said you were hungry and...u-um.." He was a big, scary dragon. Sure he'd been nice to her but the fact remained Jericho was a big, scary dragon. He could probably eat her in one bite!

Sibyl cleared her throat, fixing her clothes just as she felt a stare in her direction. She turned around, wide teal eyes meeting large golden ones. She blinked.

Why was he staring?

...Did he want to be friends?

Sibyl grinned. "Hi! I'm Sibyl~!"

Levi had packed on the clothes with a bit more awareness this time. Unlike her adventures during the Christmas Town creature invasion, the tatzelwurm ghoul had a fur-trimmed coat readily over her and a pair of jean overalls underneath. Oh- that wasn't all. She layered some long johns underneath what would be usual attire back home for those chilly mountain days. Levi's tatzelwurm town was indeed in the moutons, but they were nowhere near this level of cold. The draconic boil who led them on this hike had his map at the ready, but Levi wasn't too sure he knew where exactly they were at. How had she gotten here? Well, with a name like Dragonfell, it was a guarantee that Levi would have some interest in finding out what sort of dragon folk she might find here. With a text to West, Levi began her plan to join the boil that she'd met while fighting an enemy that one time. In his natural form, Aymet led her and her peers on his back toward the fight, making it easier for them to attack. Truly, he'd been a much needed aid in that battle. Now- Levi trusted his search for fellow students to join him for an adventure would lead to something rough and tough. This was reason enough for her to contact West to go with her. If anyone could enjoy a bit of roughing up, it would be the wrath demon. Using her eyephone to text him, the tatzel input a request for his company on this venture resulting in his consent to attend. That was that; West met with Levi just before they'd made their way over to the place where they'd begin their journey with everyone and with heavily dressed attire to boot. Boil, were they luck to have done so, Levi now thought.

Perhaps there was some history of them to be learned? Her interest in the varieties of draconic folk ran all the way back to when she was a wee tatzel scarling. Her Gran told her stories of when her kin were deemed low-level dragons and basically outcasted by the other sorts for specific reasons unknown. When she met other dragon students here at the school, it was a delight to be able to learn what she could about their cultures and history. Perhaps she'd learn about the skeletal dragon's kin in this venture.

The fur on her collar ruffled as they stopped for a brief moment once again for Aymet to look at his map. Looking to her side was the wrath demon, well dressed as well for the trip and looking like he was ready to take on a bear or two. Then again, West always looked prepared when he wasn't dressed like a city gentleman like at prom. His coat was lined around his head with a bit of fur for his hood. Something about seeing him i a fur made the ghoul associate her boilfriend with her kin. It made her smile every so often without an explanation as to why. She just liked the look on him.Typical black pants weren't all that unlikely on the boil, but this time her sported a dandy pair of boots that looked fitting for an outside trek such as this. The wrath demon was quite thoroughly prepared as well.

The occasional chatter was passed back and forth in whispers, but for the most part, they stayed keeping warm through their days of trudging through the snowy plain. If they weren't careful with their stepping, they could easily wind up stuck in a snowy hole of doom. With careful footing each time, the tatzel moved onward and up as far as Aymet could lead them with his navigating. They came to a sort of gap lined at the mouth by skulls on either side. It was no coincidence that they were placed there; someone had decorated it. So this was a path to be followed? Without hesitation, the ghoul pressed on, looking at the group before moving on in. Overhead they were protected by a sort of peak. Looked like if there was any snowfall, it wouldn't be getting them caught in a ditch; that was a positive to be sure. Further inside, they would walk the icy path of the cave to a cliff she couldn't see an end to. Carefully peeking down into the bleak blackness down below, Levi wondered just how bad of a fall would be in store for her if the bridge provided didn't stand up to par. It was a very very tough call. As much as she enjoyed free falling from cliffs, it was sort of a no go when the bottom of said cliff wasn't visible in the smallest measure.

Making it across was apparently not in the cards. As she crossed with the others, West at her back, Levi felt the rumble and shake of the bridge that crumbled beneath her. Acccck-!! Usually there would be a prepared response from the tatzel to spring back up from a deep fall but this- this was too deep. Falling into nothingness, the last thing Levi saw through the dark would be a familiar pair of white and red wings tearing through the blackness above bolting down towards her.