Don't Wake The Dead
04-20-2016, 09:34 PM
The place she had stumbled upon was creepy. What would Amaia think of this place, she wondered? It seemed so lifeless, so dank and dark. The female would give a soft snort as something scurried in the distance, the sound echoing back to her. The place was just, well, eerie. She could smell the scent of death in this place... Decay. She gave an uncertain whine, glancing over her shoulder. For the moment she could still see the exit... But what about if she pushed forward? Would she be able to find her way back out again?
The femme decided to chance it. Paw steps were light as she moved, her gaze shining as she searched the area. She was curious about this place, even if it also freaked her out. She took another breathe of the damp, musky air, a deep frown on her face and brow furrowed. It seemed like very little could live down here... And that it might be easy to get lost. She paused again, ears swiveling this way and that. Was that another set of pawsteps approaching or...?
The femme decided to chance it. Paw steps were light as she moved, her gaze shining as she searched the area. She was curious about this place, even if it also freaked her out. She took another breathe of the damp, musky air, a deep frown on her face and brow furrowed. It seemed like very little could live down here... And that it might be easy to get lost. She paused again, ears swiveling this way and that. Was that another set of pawsteps approaching or...?