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 April 28, 2012 at 06:32:32 PM by S h i v a
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Amusement. The emotion stood steadily in the demon's gaze that stood before the vampiress; Seems the hessian found her obvious dislike towards Cheshire to be humorous, which in some way she couldn see why he would be. As her words processed in the ivory leader's ingenious mind, Shiva watched as a satisfacted smile spread across his obsidian kissers. Ochroid audettes swivelled lightly at the demon's words, welcoming her to Hell and calling himself Naraku. "Naraku.." The word seemed slow, an attempt to get the pronounciation correct and making it sound like she was simply addressing him in a pleasant manner, "I have been to Hell... And let me tell you, it is much better than right in this very spot." Shiva cooed the words with a slight smirk across her features, her amber optics sparking with fire that quickly died down as her gaze fleeted over the two companions that stood by Naraku's side. The immediate rejection of her approach was obvious in the sandy-colored hessian was obvious, and the maiden could tell he thought of her to be disrespectful. Perhaps for not submitting? Of course, one could not simply imply the reason behind his actions or emotions, and Shiva sure as hell didn't give a fuck. Quickly upon the vampiress's arrival, yet another male had stepped up to the plate, dishing his name as Barron and saying he had heard rumors of Naraku's plan. His plan. The pallid demon had not even told us what it was he had called us for, obviously the scarred brute must have his story wrong. Automatically Shiva's delicate cranium shifted to the side, piercing amber optics lingering on Naraku's phlagmetic expression, wondering just once to know what he was thinking of the newest arrival's pyschic skills. Ha! Judgement. Happens pretty often in most cases. One judges a book by it's cover, but others actually take the time to skim the pages; as of right now, the golden fatale's information on Barron was easily leading her towards the fact that he was a know-it-all, must-be-in-charge type. Mayhaps she could be wrong, considering he did come her as a follower, but it was still the fact that I had heard of how many packs the ebon hessian had challenged and lost, which could easily be taken as a disadvantage. As for the courage and persistance; that was a great advantage. Onto the next catastrophe, shall we? Ignoring Barron now, Shiva's body tensed at the sound of fastly approaching paw steps, hackles raising lightly and lips curling up to show a flash of her acuate tools as she turned her crown to watch a dainty female run straight to Naraku. The urge to jump forward and nip at her side as she passed was easily overcome, but the disdain in Shiva's features never disappeared as she stared at her. Dull amber optics watched at the reunion between the two, and  |
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