Silence enveloped the young male as he wandered into the dark cavern. Black ears moved about, listening to everything and nothing. These caves seemed to hold unseen voices, both enthralling and chilling him. Were the souls of those long gone living here? Did they choose to remain attached to this earth in some way? He only wondered...would the voices of his lost ones speak to him tonight? Or would he be left to continue searching for the missing ones? Jinxx knew not of who was still alive...Lunatik had devastated many, snuffed the lives of those that did not belong to him like a candle in a hurricane. That day, the land cried for the fallen warriors who were slaughtered in their sleep...and the ones who did fight, were no match for his brother's rabid intentions. He was blinded by pride and ambition, and he got it. But for how long? Someone would bring him down soon...
The lithe male would seat himself upon the cool stone floor, black striped tail resting over black painted paws. He sat and stared into the darkness, listening to the voices of sorrow all around him.
