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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THERE'S JUST NO REST FOR THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD [Draven]
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It seemed so odd being here still. She never left the only place she called home. The packs, yes. But not Blossom Forest itself. She resided in the shadows, watching those around her. She only ever came out at night, finding comfort in the darkness as always. Memories of Lucifer haunted her before - But now fueled her. Her hatred radiated of her skin like heat almost. She never saw him again. He just seemed to vanish. Leaving her waiting at their wedding made her flee from Malignant all together seeing as it was only him who had authority over most of them.

He did bring out the best in her. He made her feel happiness even after all she had witnessed. As a teen she watched her own mother strike down and slaughter her brother Signless. Thyrius had disappeared after she last saw him wallowing in his self pity. Their father was dead, their mother hadn't returned from when she ran off after Signless' brutal death. She had no one and in turn it was changing her. She became darker and darker. Growing a thirst for blood of her own kind. She sat in wait at night by the river silently, a male came up to her and with the blink of an eye she was on him.

She tore his jugular and ripped his windpipe out, watching as his blood pooled around him and he gurgled as he tried to scream. She bit into a chunk of his neck and began to suck on his flesh, pulling the crimson liquid out of his body and letting the warm copper like substance go down her throat smoothly. Once she was done it was quite obvious the male was dead. She gave a fake little pout before cackling. "Love is for fools." She said, her face covered in thick blood. A loud squawk made her head snap to the sound above her.

One of her old crows from Malignant. She growled low in her throat and began to chase it through the shadows of the night. She ran and ran, finding her way towards a cave where the bird was just low enough for her to jump up and grab it by its foot and throw it to the ground. She landed with a thud and pinned it to the ground, grabbing it by its body horizontally and careful not to kill it as she entered the cave with it. She went deep into it, till she couldn't see the light of the moon anymore and her eyes adjusted to the dark. The bird squawked and it echoed in the cave. She placed it down, pinning it's body with her paw on its belly and ripped off its right wing. Then the left. The bird squawked in pain as she began to eat it alive, and the bird finally went silent. As did the cave.









"There's just no rest for the Queen of the dead."
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She'll Use Your Corpse As A Catwalk

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