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 29, 2013 at 06:44:40 PM by Sierra

Sierra glanced with a placid and amiable expression at the brute. “I was not bragging nor being vain, perhaps you misunderstood me or perhaps it is the way I use my words. I am rather eccentric when it comes to describing things.” She insisted because she really did not believe she was beautiful. Though she did like the appearance of her eyes. “So Zev - do you enjoy hunting?” She enquired, her ears tall and proud; patiently waiting for his answer. “Hunting is a favourite subject of mine, though it has been awhile since I have hunted with other wolves. Deer is a particularly favourite meat of mine, what is your favourite ‘flesh?’” She laughed briefly but did not break her gaze into the brutes outline.

The brute apologized for sounding so smart, as this comment she chuckled and shook her temple. “Do not be ashamed, Zev - being formal and polite is something to be proud about. I would prefer to be official instead of laid back and informal.” Sierra persisted, her green optics tracing the line of the brute. “Being polite gets you further than being rude, do you not think?” The slender female said, it was a rhetorical question but could have been answered.

Sooner than Sierra suspected, they turned into a different direction. Zev lead the way - single file through a lean passage way. She occasionally bumped into the brute with large paws, but it was difficult not to as she was used to being at a faster pace. “They say this Cavern is haunted, guarded by a fierce beast. But no one has reported seeing this beast, so I can not believe such a tale. Though I do believe in ghosts.” She decided, smiling. As a pup she had been very interested in the spirit world, though she had never seen a ghost before. Still, the thought of being able to make contact with your loved ones without being alive comforted her.

The walls were incredibly narrow but it was lucky that Sierra, too, was lean and slender. She slipped by easily with only her fur touching the damp sides. Her shivered gently as a cold breeze drifted along her body. She knew they would not find anything though a voice inside of her quivered with fear.
Her voice was hushed in a whisper when she said: “Do you know what direction we are going, Zev?” Her emerald eyes desperately attempting to pick up anything in the dark. She wasn’t scared though, not entirely - she was mostly curious. “I hope we don’t get lost,” she chuckled half heartedly but it was true… she did hope that she didn’t lose their sense of direction.

Sierra continued walking, drifting off into thoughts. She was still cautious of this wolf and though she did not seem like it - she hoped that the brute would not take unkindly to her weaker frame. Leading her off to come unknown place - drifting to an exclusive part when no creatures thrived. Sierra’s gaze focused on the back of Zev’s. Waiting for any sudden movement, or any sense of cruelty in his actions. She would not let the rest of her brick down. Not quite yet.

WORD COUNT: 537. {Sorry it took so long. .v.}

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