<small><i> you will never find true happiness -naraku plot & those interested in joining</i></small>

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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you will never find true happiness -naraku plot & those interested in joining
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Posted on March 14, 2012 at 06:09:36 PM by Naraku

A large wolf padded through the lands of Blossom Forest, watching the activities with silent, judging eyes. In Romance River, he scrutinized a scene with an amount of skepticism in his features. A fea sighed over and over again, looking into the water and smashing her reflection with a fast motion of her paw. So what if she'd been dumped by some arrogant male - did that mean anything in the long run? Her reaction was so unsightly. Weak. His lip had curled and he had continued on to his next observatory station: the Mating Dens. There Naraku watched a male growl and let out a pitiful howl as a smirking female announced that all she wanted with him was his body, not his brain. He followed the male as he pathetically limped back to the Romance River to try again at love... Shallow . In disgust, he forsook his following of the brute and headed to the Adoption Meadows. Mothers abandoned their pups, leaving them mewling in the grass like so many blind leeches. Pathetic. He turned heel and walked away, ignoring the cries of the helpless and the moans of the dying. Before long, his long strides had taken him to the area known as Prey Plateau. A family of unskilled hunters took down a deer, wincing every time their teeth tore into the beast. When they finally killed the herbivore, they blessed it, tears in their eyes, and thanked it for the substance it would provide before digging in. Unnatural. Not once had Naraku seen a display of pure, visceral savagery or anything that would define the wolves in this fair land as real killers or at least beings worthy of existing. He carried on to the blood-stained clearing were fights were held, hoping to find something of value, only to find a bored white wolf stalk away - the challenger had given up before the fight had even begun. Idiocy. Now that the ivory being that he had been regarding had exited in irritation, he had no need to stay. Disapointed by the lack of stomach shown even in the most bloody of places, he travelled to the scent of water to take a drink. Arriving at Leisure Lake, he saw playful families, smiling and oozing benevolence. Vargs shied away at the sight of his scars like rats fleeing a terrier. Cowardly.

He had heard of a place that no kind creature dared to tread, a dark catacomb where evil things lurked. It was at this place where the boy now arrived. He did not pause to peer into the depths of the Cavern before entering. Within a few seconds, his aquamarine orbs adjusted to the darkness. The antechamber had nothing of interest in it, but as he padded through the convoluted passages, a sense of amusement began to touch his heart. Corpses of long dead wolves, smears of blood along the walls, scents of smug ownership and twisted games, the unmistakable perfumes of lust and rot. Rather than being unnerved, Naraku found the whole thing to be slightly funny, like a vaguely skilled comedian's first act. It was obvious that the denizens of these caverns were twisted wolves. There lack of backbone surprised him - so many could obviously be able to take over at least a portion of main Blossom.

This world... is rotting.

A plan formed in his mind, a plan to punish the idiots who resided cheerfully, their lives full of empty bliss and fake contentment. With this insidious plot in mind, the impressive demon brought his body to a halt in the middle of a large chamber. Looking around, he could see the gloomy outlines of three or four complete skeletons, all devoid of flesh. One wolf seemed frozen in the act of trying to get away from it's tormentor, as it's leg bones stretched out like it had been crawling when it collapsed. A snort, lordly and contemptuous in it's timbre, exited his throat. He wasted no more time regarding the scenery, instead pointing his head to the roof and letting out a haunting half-howl. The sound rolled through the caverns, calling all those brave enough to come, as well as hinting that wolves who did not show up were craven in nature and ugly physically. Lowering his head and sitting majestically, the devil waited, curious to see who would come.

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in your place, i'd... - By Byakuya March 14, 2012 at 06:37:24 PM
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always in the darkest hour - By S h i v a March 21, 2012 at 02:24:01 AM
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