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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 13, 2013 at 10:12:33 PM by kohaku

Kohaku was perplexed. How could the ess have let herself slip as she had done with the prince of deception among all other things? Slip and nearly fall-- but her pillars had been strong enough to move her along without her head, and later the queen had retrieved it; what in the name of nine hell's had she done?! Pacing it off did not help, and she was sure her fellow Felicitians did not appreciate the extra vile of anxiety going around-- it was, after all quite peaceful in the valley of death as of late. Carnival, a newcomer was the only thing that showed that there was at least one wolf still alive and working; though Kohaku preferred to steer quite clear of him. Devil was an intimidating piece of clockwork that Koh was not inclined to see what made him tick. And so, as she had before, she made her way out of Malignant and aimed for her father and mothers place of consummation. White pistons prepared a rhythm soft and smooth, easy to follow and not too strenuous as she moved along, golden orbs glistening in the light spring morning. Or was it afternoon? The doe allowed her nape to twist and her skull pointed towards the ozone, looking for the eye of Fenris. She found it alright, and she was temporarily blinded because of it. Her dial turned back to the land and she weaves in and out of trees and foliage towards her safe haven.

There was a strange thing now however. The sound of music came tumbling into her audettes as soon as she stepped inside the mouth of the cavern. The familiar scent of Nikandros invaded her radars and she instantly froze. Far too anxious. Far too uneasy. Far too open for attack. The pale miss grappled with her inner self. Was she to do the same thing she did at the river? Follow that gut feeling and allow it to overcome her? She knew the answer although her brain disagreed as strongly as one ever could. Her pillars followed the scent, sometimes ramming her right next to a wall� and her listeners followed the noise� sending her brain into an array of misinterpretations. She was no bat. She was no bird. She could not determine the difference of directions� and so, she stopped instantly, just breathing� just waiting. When she got her sense of direction once more, she turned and followed after it. Her pupils dilated according to the lack of light within the cavern, and she found herself behind the crimson and charcoal demon within the time span of a few minutes. She did not wish to interrupt him� nor did she wish to be here. The skinny she-wolf bit her lip as she realized that her head had been the correct decision to follow. Alas� one cannot always have the wisdom they boast�
So she did nothing. She stood there behind him and listened, her golden orbs flickering with nothing but curiosity. He was indeed a pup after all�.

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&& you say i'm the perfect drug - By NIKANDROS February 26, 2013 at 09:59:58 PM

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