Hell er Bust
11-15-2017, 08:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-15-2017, 08:36 PM by Malleus.)
Malleus' wanderings had brought him to the foothills of Hell. He was sure of it. The ground beneath his paws was warm to the touch, but there were patches, long stretches of blackened ground, where the heat was unbearable. Where the ground was cracked like blistered skin. Those cracks glowed orange and the haze that rose off of them hinted at a terrible heat. What else could this be besides the entrance to Hell?
A few yards away the ground belched and released a cloud of built up gas in a bubbly hiss. Malleus side-eyed the anomaly cautiously. The last thing he needed was for one of those things to open up close to him. Unlike some of his more...exuberant family members, Malleus wasn't one for reckless behavior. Sure, he could go traipsing through the field of death like a lunatic, OR, he could turn around and go back the way he'd come like any sensible creature who wished to die of old age.
Another belch, this time off to his left, captured Malleu's attention. His ears flicked back and his nose wrinkled as the stench hit him. Yeah, it was time to move on. It was probably for the best anyway. Things were happening for the Abraxas. Their time was nearing and he didn't want to miss a single moment of it.
A few yards away the ground belched and released a cloud of built up gas in a bubbly hiss. Malleus side-eyed the anomaly cautiously. The last thing he needed was for one of those things to open up close to him. Unlike some of his more...exuberant family members, Malleus wasn't one for reckless behavior. Sure, he could go traipsing through the field of death like a lunatic, OR, he could turn around and go back the way he'd come like any sensible creature who wished to die of old age.
Another belch, this time off to his left, captured Malleu's attention. His ears flicked back and his nose wrinkled as the stench hit him. Yeah, it was time to move on. It was probably for the best anyway. Things were happening for the Abraxas. Their time was nearing and he didn't want to miss a single moment of it.