Welcome to my Lair
Lurid
12-08-2020, 07:46 AM
Orpheus padded slowly down through the brush his paw steps deadly quiet until he could see a break in the trees. Weird. The high god was trampling the grass now, bushes swaying and whipping past him as his tongue lolled out of his mouth. Gods, if anyone saw him he would be absolutely humiliated. His tongue went back into his mouth. Breathing heavily, Orpheus skids to a stop at the edge of a rocky cliff that looked out at an island of human ruins, excitement running through the gods veins and pumping him full of childish ecstasy. His ears laid back, paws leading him down the side of the cliff and starting to cross the water with fumbling paws. He'd learned to swim from his crazy ass mother, who cannibalized the pack he and his side of the family had stayed with. They'd massacred dozens of packs, and eaten a lot of the stillborn pups. Ew. It disgusted him to even think of such things, therefore he quit thinking of them, instead focusing on getting to the other shore. The run down ruins left from the humans was cracked and run through with vines and plants. He could see an opening into the bunker, through a window of some kind of hard, see through substance. He'd not a clue what it was called, nor did he give a flying fuck. The god slunk through the window. His large, heavy frame thumped and thunked around the darkened enclosed space even though it was no where near dusk. Such a weird place to spend the night, although he'd explored naught, he felt a chill run through his spine. The god stepped in something slimy, but didn't take the time to look at it and decided to continue onward after wiping the gunk from his hardened paw pads. Orpheus let his nose guide the way, coming up on a rabbit and scaring the shit out of both of them before he reached a sort of... what had the stories said about such rooms? Oh, yeah, 'control' or something. He didn't actually know, but that's what he decided to call it. |