Started Out Clean But I'm Jaded [AW]

Karabela sniffed lightly at the entrance to the strange metal cave.  The rusting minerals gave off a strange scent but it was earthy enough not to put Raba completely off, although the staightness of the walls was another matter.  She'd never seen a cave with such smooth walls.  What the heck was this thing?  Carefully, she stepped through the entrance and into the interior darkness her claws clicking along the metal as she walked despite her caution.  Ok, this place was spooky.  Sound echoed strangely around her and while part of her wanted to turn back she kept going.  No spooky-ass cave was going to rule her.  Not when she had still had so much to prove to the world and to herself and to… her mother.

Turning a corner Karabela found herself in some weird sort of room with shelves lining along the walls and all sorts of junk laying everywhere.  Well now, this stuff was interesting… knocking a few tins to the floor she watched them roll, head tilting to the side.  Strange rocks…. that rolled.  She would call them Rolks.  Grinning she started rummaging through containers to see what else she could get into.

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