Ghosts of yesterday
09-05-2021, 12:36 PM
A soft huff of amusement, followed by a rough yet feminine voice replying, "Depends who's asking," and the sound of claws on stone betraying the slow movement of another wolf closer to him. In the painfully dim light from the entrance behind him, he thought he picked up pale colouring- but maybe that was just his eyes desperately trying to paint a picture amongst the eerie black backdrop. "Why do you ask? Find something of interest, perhaps?" she questioned, and he shrugged mutely before realizing she certainly wouldn't have seen that. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he said "Maybe? Don't know much about cave mushrooms, s'why I was askin'." he stooped to get a better view of the thing in the low light, a frown creasing his brows under the mask he wore. There was no telling what colour it was, really. Could have been grey, yellow, maybe even pure white. Lighting wasn't good enough for anything concrete- maybe he ought to just pluck it and examine his findings outside later. "Oh, I'm Bog by the way. Forgot to mention that." he suddenly said, straightening up again. Verdant eyes searched the encroaching darkness for anything that might stand out, but found nothing. He got a sense this was going to be a rather uneventful exploration, aside from possibly shattering a claw against an unexpected stone in his path. "I can leave ya alone if ya like, just came by to check the place out." the young healer drawled, since he had barged in earlier asking questions and making noise with little regard for others- as was typical of the chaotic, bone collecting swamp-dweller. |
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