Peering through the Fog
10-22-2017, 05:05 PM
Kanja's ears flattened as she came across a hoofed leg jutting out of a tar pit - again. This wasn't even the second time she'd found the same leg - it was the third. "Well, fuck a duck," she muttered sourly. This place was giving her the creeps. Every which way she turned there were dead things. They jutted out of the tar and leered at her eerily through the fog. At one point she'd even stepped into the slack-jawed mouth of a rotted wolf corpse. It may or may not have caused her to squeal - the world would never know.
If there was a hell, she decided, this was it.
Squinting, Kanja stared into the fog in the hopes of spying some kind of clue that would hopefully guide her out. This, she decided, was what she got for wanting an adventure.
Her ears pricked. Were those voices? "Please for the love of all that was holy, let those be voices of the living." When she was little her mother had told her stories about spirits, both good and evil, and this place was bring those stories to the forefront of her mind.
Hey, she recognized those voices! That was Pyralis' bird, wasn't it? Her pace quickened as she tried to balance careful navigation with speed. Was that...? She squinted. Yes, it was! Pyralis' form suddenly took shape in front of her, appearing almost like a ghost from thin air - that's how thick the fog was. "Pyralis!" The mere sight of another wolf brought Kanja's swagger back to her. So long as she could help it, she would never let another be aware of her fear. "Wonderful weather we're having, huh?"
If there was a hell, she decided, this was it.
Squinting, Kanja stared into the fog in the hopes of spying some kind of clue that would hopefully guide her out. This, she decided, was what she got for wanting an adventure.
Her ears pricked. Were those voices? "Please for the love of all that was holy, let those be voices of the living." When she was little her mother had told her stories about spirits, both good and evil, and this place was bring those stories to the forefront of her mind.
Hey, she recognized those voices! That was Pyralis' bird, wasn't it? Her pace quickened as she tried to balance careful navigation with speed. Was that...? She squinted. Yes, it was! Pyralis' form suddenly took shape in front of her, appearing almost like a ghost from thin air - that's how thick the fog was. "Pyralis!" The mere sight of another wolf brought Kanja's swagger back to her. So long as she could help it, she would never let another be aware of her fear. "Wonderful weather we're having, huh?"
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THIS FLOOF IS NOT NICE
EXPECT FOUL LANGUAGE AND GIGGLES AT YOUR EXPENSE AT THE VERY LEAST