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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A Darketh Past
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OOC: LOL Okay. I'm not judging Tryst right now or anything. Darketh judges a wolf after he's been with it for sometime. =>

IC: Darketh felt a grin spread over his face when he heard the feminique's words. He scrunched up his face, trying not to crack up, then burst out laughing.

"Ah HA! Ah ha ha!" He cried and curled up to conceal his grinning visage. Stay here?! Stay here! Like –like I'm a pup! Haha! Darketh stood up and swiveled his crainium towards the vix, still chuckling. "Stop! Stop, you're making me cry!" He shrieked. Stay here! Like I'm gonna. I'm going to explore! That's the whole reason why I'm here! Darketh fell onto the ground, heaving. He saw the vix walking away. That stopped his giggles cold.

"Hey no! Hey wait, I'm sorry for laughing at you. Hey, wait up!" He bounded towards the femme. "Sorry." He murmured sheepishly and walked in front of the bruja. Darketh sort of understood why the lupa didn't want him to follow. The smell of blood was never a good thing, and she probally didn't want one of his packmates being angry at her about any injuries he might get. Nobody would care if I got hurt. He thought.

Darketh flicked his auds. There was a distant rumbling noise. Darketh sighed, but still kept his thorns alert. It might just be nothing. Sometimes my ears are TOO sensitive. He thought. Little did Darketh know that the rumbling was something.

The ground shook slightly, then more harshly. "Great Howls!" Darketh yipped out loud, his voiced edged with panic. Darketh scrabble on the slick stone, trying to dig his claws into the hard stone floor. He quickly turned his head behind him. The rumbling noise! His light olive eyes widened. Darketh stared at the ceiling. Panic and fear struck through his body like wildfire. Cracks like lightning spread across the roof and large chunks of heavy dusty rocks were falling.

"THE CEILING'S FALLING! RUN, TRYST, RUN!" Darketh screamed so loud that his throat hurt. He rammed into Tryst accidentally, blinded by fear. He ran away from the rocks —and their only exit.

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