There's a place in the dark where the animals go
01-02-2017, 03:07 AM
As his paws gently caressed the strongly scented grasses on the cave floor, Ramsay began to feel a funny haze come over him. At first it seemed barely noticeable, and he thought perhaps he was merely becoming disoriented because of the darkness he was shrouded in. Then, it became more obvious. The ground under his paws felt different, but not because the texture had changed. It felt... nice, but strange. He knew it was a grassy floor, but it felt like something he'd never placed paws on before. The sound of his echoing pawsteps on the narrow cave walls became distorted, causing his brow to wrinkle. He knew the rhythm matched his every step, but it didn't sound like he was the one taking those steps. Was it because it was so dark in here? Was he that dependent upon his eyes? He tried to look around, but he really couldn't see much, adding to his growing sense of discomfort and oddity. Was any of this real? He shook his head, eyes looking to the ground as he paused in his step, trying to get his head on straight. No... this had to be some strange dream. Maybe he'd been so tired he'd just curled up at the entrance of this cave and fallen asleep. That had to be it; he was just dreaming now.
When a voice called out his name, he didn't recognize it, and the reasons were two-fold. First being, he hadn't spoken to his brother in some time, not in close quarters like this. Secondly, of course, was the bizarre haze that was messing with his senses right now. The voice sounded like nothing he'd ever heard before, like it was echoing in different tones all at once. Ramsay blinked, shaking his head again as he spun around, trying to determine where the voice had come from, but he couldn't see. Wait, was that a movement in the dark, or just his eyes fooling him? The young man wandered toward the shadowy figure, a behemoth in the dark. Normally it might cause him some worry to approach an unknown, shadowy figure of such girth, but right now he felt nothing, and he was certain he was dreaming.
"I'm Ramsay," he said suddenly, nodding his head in affirmation, inching closer to the other being, "Who's asking?" And then he bumped into the other brute, his black-striped muzzle touching the other's shoulder. Ramsay froze, his hackles rising slightly - okay, now he was a little bit worried, despite his hazy state of mind. This felt all to real, even if it didn't really feel real at all. Something inside Ramsay told him that this was not a dream. But then, who was this, and how did they know his name? With his rational mind erased, he drew his muzzle upward, his nose touching the fur of this other brute, and he drew in the scent as he did so. Wait a second... he knew that scent! At least, he thought he did, unless this was another trick playing in his mind.
"Vadim?" his voice came out with certainty, although his questioning did not seem so sure, "I think I'm... dreaming. Am I? Are you? After all, what are the chances I'd run into you here?" Not that it was impossible, but after all of his time spent alone, he found it completely implausible that someone he knew just happened to run into him in the dark, while his mind was busy playing tricks on him in a dark cave he wasn't familiar with.
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