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 February 1, 2013 at 07:56:18 PM by Sierra

Sierra felt power flash through her veins as she leapt up the first ledge, her soft green gazers turning to the direction of Zev. She smiled delicately as she caught the expression displayed on his features. He seemed momentarily bewildered and she was about to ask a question but decided against it. And it wasn’t long before she started back up the ledges but she grew slightly tired and sat smoothly on her haunches - waiting for the answer about hunting in groups. He liked it - ‘Yes, indeed I do. I miss the moments of communication, where if one wolf is taking a job, another willingly takes the other side of the hunt. The way we used to eat side by side in unity, I loved that. Yes, I do miss it.’ Those were the soft lyrics spoken by Zev, she nodded. “It sounds perfect,” the girl mumbled, her words soft and distant as she thought about pack life. “I want it,” she concluded - mostly to herself as it was barely audible. “I’m going to join a pack,” she decided, “tomorrow.” It was a rather sudden choice in a life style but she was confident it would work perfectly.

The white goddess enjoyed the way his words flowed; ‘every darkness needs a little light.’ She smiled approvingly. “What a simple and yet an absolute way of putting it - your lyrics impress me, Zev.” Sierra noted; smiling softly. “Of course I have yet to see if you could match me in hunting.” The female said, grinning. Her white pelt slowly ruffled in the gentle breeze, bringing cold air to engulf her body. Though she felt no bitter air, the thought of hunting warmed her and she began to contently hum. It was a favourite way to pass time - stretching her limbs; training her body to it’s limits. And horrible memory for most, a beautiful memory for him.

And then the brute took lead again after the maiden’s requirements. Sierra followed suit, trying to forget the fogginess of the air. It seemed dusty and clogged and because of this Sierra found it hard to breathe; though she did not wish to draw attention to herself. It was a few more ledges before the silence finally broke, Sierra breathing deep at a fast pace - her heart pumping powerfully. He questioned whether they would be able to join a pack together and the female smiled. “Of course we can Zev, I will feel more at ease if someone I am familiar with is by my side. Though there are many packs and I do not know which I will feel at home in.” Sierra replied, a smiling displayed on her kissers. “It is a deal.”

They finally stopped when the brute stopped on the final ledge, Sierra settled herself on the ledge before his. “No I can not see anything, Zev. Though I am struggling to breathe - the air is thick full of dust… and it hurts. I do not mind whether you stay (at this point, Sierra began to cough for a few awkward moments.) up on this ledge but I am going down.” She declared, her voice once soft - turning into a croaky mess. And once again she began her graceful leaps down to the clearing. “I am going on, Zev. Follow me if you wish - I do not mind.” She concluded and went through to a narrow passage way.

Darkness surrounded the white maiden, her limbs stepping one in front of the other, she swallowed - her throat moistening. She was aware of all her surroundings and she felt - exhilarated.

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