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 5, 2013 at 06:08:20 PM by Apollonia
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ In the darkness of the seemingly endless cavern, the soaked pup remained plastered to the one cavern wall she had managed to find, her maw opened as incessant whimpers were uttered forth. Each whimper dried out her tongue and maw a bit more, but she daren’t drink from one of the many puddles she had managed to fall in, not knowing if they were diseased or salted. Be they diseased, she would fall ill, and be them salted, she would find herself thirstier than before. The youngling knew that by following the wall to one direction would lead her from the cavern, but she knew just as surely that if she travelled in the opposite direction it would lead her deeper into the abyss, and who knew what dangers would lay within. Aside the monsters that surely were waiting for their next meal, she could fall to her death should there be holes, for she could not trust her sight in the darkness. And so the fae remained motionless, aside from the whimpers that wreaked havoc upon her bodice. Her whimpers, however, were cut short by the cutting noise of a growl that echoed through the cavern, magnifying it to many times its own loudness. The faeling hunkered down, still plastered to the wall, and tried to make herself as little as she could, thinking that the noise came from one of the beasts that lived within the darkness. Perhaps if she showed how tiny she was, they wouldn’t try to eat her, thinking her too scanty of a meal for the effort to be worth it. Footfalls neared the pup, and her whimpering started again despite her efforts to mask their sound. She hoped dearly that her russet coat blended in against the wall of the cavern in the case that the monster could see in the dark – perhaps she was camouflaged! With her lids shut tightly, the fae waited for the end of her life to come. But the footfalls stopped, and out of terrified curiosity, Apollonia slowly opened her eyes. She found that her eyes had adjusted slightly to the darkness and could see before her not a monster, but a set of four paws that looked remarkably similar to her own, aside from the fact that they were bigger than the whole of her cranium. Her dark green eyes travelled upward, tracing the limbs to a bodice, and then a neck, and then a head. It was the largest wolf she had ever seen, and it’s maw opened to speak, revealing the daggers that lay within. What is that infuriating noise? It is the most annoying sound in the world. The fae relaxed her muscles and shook out her russet coat. With the company of the wolf, albeit he was a stranger and did not seem to like her, along with the return of some of her sight, the fae returned to her normal, exuberant personality. As she shook her coat, the tiny droplets of water that had previously been saturating her coat flew off, leaving her coat puffed up like a furball. “Noise? What noise? I hear no noise. Except you were talking. And you growled. Growling is rude, you know. I thought you were a monster coming to EAT ME!.... but you aren’t a monster at all, are you mister?” Her vocals were high, as they so often are in pups. The fae didn’t wait for a response, she continued on with her words as if she did not need to breath. “But I’ll forgive you. I’m Apollonia. Now what is your name? And where am I? And how do I get out? Do you know where some water I can drink is? ” The faeling finally shut off her vocals, her maw remaining open so that she could pant as her body was deprived of oxygen from her long speech. She sat upon her tiny haunches then, barely coming up to his knees, and cocked her cranium to the side and upwards in order to stare expectantly at the brute’s face. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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- {We are sick and we are tired.} - By Lycaon. April 7, 2013 at 08:59:41 AM
Hope - By Apollonia April 8, 2013 at 01:38:01 AM
{We are sick and we are tired.} - By Lycaon. April 13, 2013 at 12:41:06 PM
hunting - By kima April 1, 2013 at 07:27:41 PM
wrong post sorry - By winter March 30, 2013 at 09:10:58 PM
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