The Cavern of Secrets holds much more than you can imagine. Once a forbidden place, the ban on entrance has been released...yet, is it a good idea to enter?
Once a great battle had been fought in this cavern, against a dark beast that had once - and still might - dwell here. No one knows where he disappeared to, but there are rumours...
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Posted on March 10, 2012 at 11:54:00 PM by Knyghte
As he waits for the darling girl to present herself to him, he lets a small tweak of a smile escape past his façade. Of course he would come up with a stupid excuse like that one (actually it wasn’t so stupid- afterall, he really couldn’t tell where in the world she was anyway) to get her to touch him so he could smell her perfume up close- and she fell right into his trap, like a moth to the flame, she swam towards him, pressing her muzzle up against his own. Surprised that she had taken the bait, Knyghte’s heart did a little flip and he hesitated. It wasn’t too long after that that the she-wolf herself felt her own flicker of emotion (not that he knew that, but shhh), and then pushed him down under the water. The gladiator was automatically drawn back to his senses and he at once pushed off of the rock beneath him to breach the surface once more. When he reached the oxygen filled atmosphere again, he gasped for it, filling his lungs with the air and then he kicked his hinds, propelling himself towards the edge of the small lake where the lapping of the water was not so strong. Knyghte was rewarded for his knowledge of how the different sounds echo on the rocks, and he found an incline that led him out of the water. He shook his pelt and listened for the sound that Rylee should be making. Laughter. But none came. Only the remnants of her voice bounced off of the caves walls now. Knyghte inhaled and shook himself again, standing shakily to his pillars, although, from afar this couldn’t have been seen. Water scared him now more than ever out of the four elements. He could hear the crackling of fire and smell its smoke and get away from it. Air presented no threat quite yet for him to make of and earth… well earth was his strongpoint. But the water was a danger. It could turn the world topsy-turvy and watch with humor as he struggled in vain to find where the air once was. Come find me, she says and Knyghte responds with a laugh. “As if. I’ll stay here and watch out for any peepers that come lurking about. I can feel you just fine from here.” Not really. He couldn’t feel her at all. Her prescense seemed to have totally disappeared off of his radar, even though from the splashing sounds in the water that she was making, and her perfume… they told him that she was just eluding his scanners. Knyghte. Knyghte’s domes pricked up quickly, and he stood to his pillars immediately. “Fine.” Padding over to the side of the rock where crystalline liquid met earth, the brujo dropped his apex and inhaled deeply. A little to the right… farther… down. Suddenly, columns left solid ground and took off into the sky. If you’ve ever wondered what it might be like to fly, well now is your chance. Just get blind! Pft. Anyway, Knyghte was reminded at just how breathtaking not being able to see was like. He could go anywhere in the world by just taking a few countless steps in the right direction and imagine that he was soaring through the sky. Childish, really, but can you imagine how heart pounding that would be? Water envelopes the fuhrer and he takes a deep breath, crashing just beside the lady he’s chosen to share this with. Popping back up to the surface, soaked to the marrow in icy water, the male butts his forehead against Rylee’s nape, ivories showing themselves from behind his kissers as he whispers “Even if I cannot see you- I still can sense you.” Creepy! He huffs out an inaudible laugh and paddles back to the side, heaving his double-the-weight bodice out of the aqua, and extending his nape after turning around to offer to help Rylee out should she take it from him. His daggers had parted so he could get a good grasp on her nape and heave some of her weight up. So now he stood there, waiting for her to come. The water wasn’t exactly what he came for. But it was good to have a bath every once in a while, right? The ice-hearted bloke turns his sightless stargazers in the direction of the glow worms and as he turns his facial back to face forward, where he believes the fae to be, he smiles encouragingly. “Come on. It gets better.” Vampire || Adult || Wanderer || Loveless word count: 780  |
Replies:
- .:Don't Test Me:. - By Rylee March 11, 2012 at 04:40:29 AM
Beware the Ides of March - By Knyghte March 13, 2012 at 09:18:53 PM
.:Don't Test Me:. - By Rylee March 14, 2012 at 10:38:17 PM
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