Ethereal shifts

Phobia wasn't necessarily into caves or anything. He'd spent more than his fair share of days growing up stuck back in the stone den he'd been raised in. He'd been something of a trouble maker after all. But sometimes... Curiosity got the better of him. If Phobia was finally branching out to see the world might as well get in on the weirdness right? The sky didn't exactly turn red every day.

Luckily for Phobia he'd missed the initial collapse, and had the ease of finding his way into the tunnels via a less dangerous, much more stable route. Finding an opening that didn't look too deep before leaping in himself. Was it a smart move? Probably not, he certainly didn't have a plan for not getting lost but he also trusted himself. Probably a little too much.

Clearly he was not alone in his venture. There were many lupine scents around, one stronger than the others. Feminine. He quirked his lips slightly, a brief flash of a smirk as he headed into the dark after it. Maybe company wouldn't go amiss.


PHOBIA'S SPEECH