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*Ankaios* · 03-31-2017, 05:15 PM

Ankaios had taken his sweet time finding a suitable den. Having laid eyes upon the crumbling castle for the first time, he was certain this was the place but it had to be perfect. He had spent a good amount of time scouting the edges of the strange stoneworks, working his way within the courtyard walls and being careful not to settled too close to spaces that already seemed occupied. In many areas the walls had collapsed inward and he decided that they were not at all safe, and nowhere he'd opt to spend any amount of time unconscious. He shuddered at the thought of a good, strong storm rolling through.

In the end, it came down to luck. He had been scouting along the castle's interior wall, digging a bit here and there to see if it might be worth it to excavate a den within the courtyard. There was plenty of space there, overgrown as it may be in parts, but that could be fixed. It was during this digging that his claws encountered something that was definitely not soil. He paused, head quirking to the side. Another explorative scrape and yes, that was definitely wood. Curiosity took over the man and he began to quickly clear away layers of dirt and debris.

Buried beneath the humus and leaf litter was a large square section of wood, and mounted to it was a rusted bit of metal in the shape of a ring. Curiosity surging, Ankaios gripped the ring in his mouth and gave it a tug, fully intending to remove this odd trinket and examine it closer, but it was rather stubbornly attached. He repositioned his paws, placing them on a stone frame which seemed to surround the odd bit of wood. Another tug, and to his surprise the wooden frame below him seemed shift, pulling along with the bit of metal. Well well, what do we have here?

Kai repositioned himself on the other side of the hatch, pressed nearly entirely against the wall of the courtyard. With one final grip and a heave, putting all the strength he had into lifting the heavy wooden construct, he was able to lift it upwards entirely. It fell back against the stone outer wall with a satisfying thunk, and Ankaios was left peering into it's gloomy interior. Trepidation held him for a moment, but he finally decided that if he had had such a difficult time gaining entry, he doubted there would be anything unsavory waiting for him down below. Stone stairs waited before him, and he padded down, one careful pawstep at a time.

Ankaios marveled at the dug out enclosure below. Rotten wooden shelves lined the walls, some remaining upright but many others having crumbled. Bits of glass and pottery littered the floor along with the remnants of burlap sacks, crates, and barrels. Of course he could not put a name to any of these items, knowing only that they were strange and unlike anything natural he had ever seen before. Then again, he doubted this stone monstrosity Dragon had claimed as his own sprung up overnight either. All in all, the air was cool and pleasant, something else entirely from the misty damp which permeated the outside world. A grin spread across his face and he bounded back up the stairs, mind overflowing with ideas. This would be the ideal place for him to call home, and to store the various wares he would need to perform his duties to the pack. It was spacious, and he was already envisioning the shelves holding bundles of dried herbs, cracking open the remaining containers to see what was hidden away inside. Oh yes, it would be a long day indeed.

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