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 January 27, 2013 at 03:35:03 AM by Zev

The stars glinted out from behind the clouds, shining down onto the terrain of a clearing. The crickets chirped their greetings, small animals ran their little paws down onto the grass and up the nearest tree. A wolf trotted among the silence, comforted by the starlight this evening provided.Though some clouds dotted the sky in medium-sized masses, The moon and the stars had enough power to break through this unbreakable wall, and the wolf smiled at its glory. This wolf had been given the name of Zev, which was a Latin term for wolf, in case anybody was wondering. He had a square chest, thick shoulders, paws that were three times the size of a feya's, but though perhaps his size could be intimidating, Zev was not one of those wolves starving for the taste of his own kinds’ blood. You could define him as one of those wolves that fought for the protection of his friends, but wouldn't back down to a challenge either. He was smaller than most massive brutes, but that didn't mean he couldn't put up his own.
His gray paws left prints over the dirt of the ground, and his white ears flickered. His total body color was that of a natural gray wolf, which could tell him apart from everyone because it seemed colors of all wolves lived in this giant forest, but that did not matter, because Zev was, indeed, Zev. The treeline broke into a plain, which he walked across with not the slightest worry. He did not know where he was planning to go, but he would make sure that he made up his mind soon enough. His banner was swishing to the motions of his body, almost touching the ground but the slightest bit off of the delicate terrain. The wind whistled through the tall grass, blowing leaves, bits of brown grass, seeds, and anything else small enough to enjoy the ride down to where it would turn into dust, or start a new life in a new way.
Zev placed his paws on the ground, and through the darkness, which he ever so loved, he could see a ring of rock, then blackness that was harsher than the shadows around it. He knew where he was; he knew it before he saw the mouth of the cave. He had felt the way the air was starting to be sucked down into a pit, who knows where the air would be taken to after that. This was the moment Zev knew where he was going. His blue orbs traced over the gray stone that provided the entrance of the cave, and he entered, pelt bouncing up and down with his movements. He could not see that well, but when his eyes partially adjusted to the dim light, he could see the outline of the cave. His paws traced over the puddles of water on the cave floor, and their coolness made him smile.
Though, Zev suddenly scented something other than the dankness the cave gave him. It was the scent of another wolf. Zev tilted his head and stopped moving, ears erect and waiting for the sound of the wolf. He could not hear the wolf, but he knew he or she was in there. He walked forward, steps not silent, but louder than the environment of the cave so the wolf knew he was coming. His eyes finally adjusted to the dim light, and he saw the feya. He sat a good fox-length away from her, but he faced the same direction. He knew she had his eyes upon him, and he answered their greeting with a soft, "Hello."



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