GamerFan64 Submission for 2022 Day 1

The festivals have just started up for the weekend and all are high on energy and excitement. Many Cloakat and Cloakid fly and swing about happily with the music and festivities filling the air. As the day falls to night, many Cloakat run about scaring each other and generally having fun as many beacons of light like lamps, lanterns, sparklers, glow sticks, and the like, specle the whole forest like a lightshow.
The air is filled with the scent of sweets and earthy herbs, many dim red lanterns hand from strings all about the villages center with many decorations rounding trees, their branches, and across the treetops.
Deacon is especially excited as he starts to gather some of the Cloakat to help visit and pay gratitude to their island's gravesite.

With smudges, herbs, and gifts gathered, the crowd heads to the first location where they will be paying homage to the spirits of those who are lost.
Deacon speaks to the crowd about the first location, being the oldest gravesite on the island where some of their oldest relatives lied to rest. As he continues explaining some of the forest and their elders history, some of the Cloakat's senses kick in, they have a feeling that they are not alone.

Deacon continues speaking as what seems to be an orb floats by in the distance. His ear twitches as he turns to see the felt presence. Nothing? He looks around as the crowd is silent, a younger Cloakat whimpers with fear as the air felt tense. Some of the Cloakat's prepare purifying agents and their powers as they look around cautiously. A bush rustles, drawing the crowds gaze to that direction before suddenly in the opposite direction they hear a loud ghoulish moan.

Your Cloakat looks towards the ghoulish noise to see a startling drippy ecto figure.
It seems to be the spirit of a Cloakat, pitch white, large, and dripping with ectoplasm from its body and mouth. Chains rattle as it flies forward to fight your bat with malicious intent. The colony of Cloakats scatter to dodge the sudden presence, some items being dropped in the process as younger Cloakid fumble to gather themselves. Suddenly the spirit gets a hold of one of the younger ones, wrapping its larger arms around the smaller as it moans out distorted noises, causing the bat to cry out with fear.

What will your Cloakat do to ward off this bad spirit and save the Cloakid?

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