The Ancient Past

*Bhaire* · 12-14-2013, 12:04 PM

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The sudden voice above him gave Bhaire a small fright. He had been so absorbed in the rock face he did not realize he had company. Further, the wind did not carry scents to him down within the surface of the earth. Bhaire turned to looked upwards, trying to find it's source. The voice was male, but it struck Bhaire as strange in lilt, rolling over sounds and letters in ways he had not heard before. It sounded friendly enough, and even for a moment reminded him of the kindly abbot that had led his nomad pack before the flood. Bhaire landed his gaze upon a figure back lit by the sun, white fur glowing in the light. Bhaire smiled and bobbed his head in greeting. "Hello to you as well!" he said. "I'm quite alright, but thank you for asking. I'm down here on purpose. There's a queer sort of skull lodged in the rock face. Have you ever seen it's likeness?" He gestured to the skull with his forepaw. The kind brute struck him as a friendly sort, and if he was half as curious as Bhaire, perhaps he'd come across the knowledge already. Bhaire smiled, and awaited a response.

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