be careful where you step...
rexx / nature walk prompt
10-25-2022, 07:00 AM
The lanky pirate boy could not explain why he was drawn toward the dark entrance looming from the side of the mountain. With the rather jovial feast done and over with, he could feel the shift in the air. Something was different now after all the familiars had shooed them away from the Stone Steppe. Crossing through different pockets of magical autumn, Scald noticed how foggy the area he now wandered in was. With his brother, Rexx, in tow, he would occasionally look back over his shoulder to ensure the tusked boy was still following. Not that he was scared or anything... Every once in a while, he would hear a faint whisper tickle an ear. A few times, he would bring a paw up to bat at his ear in hopes the whisper would go away. It would not relent so he tried to ignore it. Though, somehow, he seemed to be following the direction of the whispers. Through the dense fog, trying to avoid the sporadic pools of dried blood and animal carcasses, he drew closer to the crypt. Shadows began playing tricks on his eyes as he opened and closed them several times. Stopping at the entrance, a shiver suddenly rolled down his spine as a waft of putrid cold air washed over them. "Whatever is whispering to me is telling me that we should go inside," Scald said hesitantly to Rexx. His bi-colored gaze shifted to his brother with worry but also a morbid curiosity. Whether Rexx could also hear the same whispers or not, Scald had a feeling that if they didn't enter the crypt that something bad might happen... S C A L D
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