Show No Fear

Redrum’s ears twitched at Enyo’s words, her voice cutting through the oppressive darkness. His breath hitched briefly, his muscles already tight with anticipation, flicking ever so slightly as she spoke. She was driven by more than curiosity—perhaps a need to conquer, to prove herself. He shared that thrill, but with it, a darker edge that simmered beneath the surface. He liked to risk his life to grow stronger, and she was already associated with danger in his mind.

His gaze flitted to the towering stone pillars as they loomed above, casting shadows so thick they seemed to seep into the ground. They pulsed with an energy that teased the edge of his senses, yet none of it unsettled him. In fact, it had the opposite effect. It pulled him in, stirred something within his blood.

He inhaled sharply, his jaws parting slightly as if tasting the very air. “This land… feels alive.” he muttered, voice dropping to a growl, his golden eyes gleaming faintly as they swept over the desolate expanse. His words were drawn out, savoring each one. “Like prey. Luring. Baiting.” The way he spoke, it was as if he welcomed the pull, welcomed the danger. The unknown didn’t scare him; it fed the fire beneath his skin.

When her laugh echoed softly in response to his earlier statement, something flickered in his eyes—a glint of understanding. She was like him, at least in that regard. They weren’t afraid. They thrived on this, the thrill of standing on the precipice of something greater. He bared his teeth in a wicked grin, the shadows casting jagged shapes across his face.

“Daring— we can afford.” His rasping words mimicked hers, though his grin never wavered. He could sense the shared tension between them, the excitement building in the stillness. She led, and he followed, but not because she commanded it. Redrum lingered where the line between chaos and control blurred, always a step behind, always in reach, always ready to act.

Another tremor rumbled beneath them, more violent than the last. His claws dug into the ground instinctively, the vibrations sending a shiver up his spine. But instead of alarm, it only spurred him on. His muscles spasmed enough to give his pause, but barely restrained as he followed her deeper into the unknown, his golden gaze narrowing in predatory focus.

“Test…. Mm—let it test.” he murmured, voice low, almost conspiratorial. There was no hesitation in his steps, only an ever-growing hunger for whatever awaited them. The pillars, the land, the very earth—they were not something to be feared but something to be claimed, conquered. He had no doubt that they would face it, meet it head-on with tooth and claw, and revel in the fight. Like the fight they’d had together, definitely.

“Close? Redrum understands.” His voice, rough and deep, was laced with a hint of dark humor. He let the tension hum in the silence before he continued. “Redrum—won’t go far,” he added, his tone low, though not without its own bite. He prowled just a breath behind her, his steps light and measured despite the electricity buzzing through him. His gaze never strayed from her form, watching the way her muscles coiled with each tremor, how her resolve seemed to solidify further with every quake beneath their paws. He might have barely noticed the land around them, this transfixed boy.

The tremors? Violent? They were only just beginning to amuse him. A distraction.

He kept close, as she had asked. It was the challenge that thrilled him, the promise of something yet to come. His gaze remained sharp, locked on her, watching, waiting. Always ready. Whatever this land had in store for them, he was ready to tear into it with everything he had. And if it meant stepping into the maw of the unknown with Enyo, then so be it.

His steps matched hers, deliberate, but with every quake, every shift in the earth beneath them, he could feel the tension rise, both within and around them.



"Murder"