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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Skid Row always kept to the shadows. They were where he belonged, damnit. His long, black, greasy looking fur was perfectly suited to lurking in darkness. which of course made him easily identifiable otherwise, and there were some other shady types desperately after his head... Or rather the loss of it. But that never phased him, nor would it ever, so all he had to worry about was not getting caught, and not letting one thought creep into his mind.

Wouldn't Tornado be just damn proud of me?

Of course she wouldn't. Who could ever be proud of what he'd become. Sure, no one knew the caves like he did, or at least not for the same reasons. He was all too comfortable in the pitch black crevices in the rock that many feared, and had a whole network of them memorized. But all that was mainly for one thing. And of course, that is his damn curse.

Eoccian flowers.

They came from a type of moss, so if you found a patch you had access to tons of them. But really, the best part of the flowers was eating them. They were an easy way to get your spirits up, and quickly, to say the least. Of course, they turned your tongue slightly blue and left your eyes yellowed and slightly glossy after eating a lot of them, but they made great buisness with the other, "friendlier" shady types in the area. Skid had a fondness for them himself, as they were a wonderful way to get your head so high up in the clouds that you could forget things. Or forget other wolves, rather. And because his Tornado kept fucking plaguing his mind lately, he needed them. CRAVED them. So that was where he was headed now.

This one he had kept secret, tunneled way deeper into the all day midnight of his crevices than even his closest, and most trusted 'brothers' would are go. The brute growled under his breath, trying with all his might to seem nonchalant as he tried not to sprint to the mossy crevice.

Suddenly he tripped over something fluffy, then rolled easily and turned back towards it, lean muscles tense and glazed blue eyes narrowed.

"What the Hell do you think your doing? Get fucking out of my way!" He snarled, eyeing the pup dangerously. He then walked over the pup, vaguely trying not to step on him as he continued talking to himself. "Who the fuck does he think he is? Trying to fuck with me while I'm after the stuff?

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