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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‘Aww, I never knew you were so sweet.’ The mocking continued just as strongly as it had throughout the conversation. It was nice to find someone so consistent. Usually wolves would change half way through a conversation or start something they couldn’t finish and it was something that really got on Lycaon’s wick. ”Depends on the company I’m in.” The lad chuffed teasingly. Even if the pair never emphasized the fact that they were teasing each other, it was clear just from the atmosphere. There was no mistaking the games going on here.

Innocent sounding words fluttered from the girl’s maw though the twisted grin that accompanied the words told a different story. ’Dirty? Me? Whatever would give you that idea?’ Lycaon smirked back at the girl an evil chuckle slipping through his teeth. He flashed the girl a twisted look, something rather perverted in a way but said nothing more. The facial expression alone, would hopefully do enough to send her precious mind reeling.

‘For that, I can't really offer you an answer, since it's still not clear to myself. And fear? Well, dear Lycaon, tell me what there is to fear. Death? It is inevitable, anyway. Pain? It is temporary. Loss? Nothing lasts forever. The only thing you should really fear is fear itself.’ The monster nodded his head in acknowledgement. So she could provide genuine answers from time to time. Lycaon however was still sticking to keeping his past hidden; for now anyway. ”You have a wise head on your shoulders and I agree with everything you have said. I have no real fears... Maybe except for myself.” The words trailed off as memories of his family flooded back. Maybe he had said too much to the ess but only time would tell. The only reason Ly feared himself was because of how detrimental he was. His sins had provided the Gods with enough stimulation to punish him for the rest of his life. His only fear was that he would slowly return to the killer he once was. Gradually the lad came back to the conversation, Lolita’s next words bringing him back to planet earth.

‘Though, it is lovely to know you find me perfect. And bad.’ The monster laughed slightly once more. Yes, he found her perfect but his version of that word was something remarkably different to that of normal wolves. Lycaon was not normal, in fact he was far from it so maybe the words were not so much a compliment but a gesture of how un-normal she really was. Still he could dent his pride enough to let her know that he thought, somewhat, highly of her. Well more than he did with most wolves. He was gradually turning conversation topics onto the girl, and was doing his best to chip away at the femme’s outer layer revealing the juicy inners and leaving them vulnerable to predators. ”Speaking of your perfect self what do you plan on doing with your talents? Surely just being in a pack isn’t good enough for you?” The monster shuffled slightly trying to make himself more comfortable. It looked like the conversation was still in its prime. But in all honesty Ly didn’t want it to end.

Lycaon ~ Adult Male ~ Cold Summers ~ No Mate ~ No Heirs.






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