The talk of Glaciem and Kismet's screwed up lineage and family history would be left alone for now it seemed, the arrival in the cavern creating a new discussion, Warja's face lighting up, that gleeful, thrilled emotion spilling through into her voice as she spoke of the area. Any normal wolf probably would have been terrified by the list, felt foolish for following the seemingly mad girl down into the depths of the earth but it was a small smile that crept over Kismet's features as he listened to his friend. "So, you really weren't kidding about the dangerous part then." He retorted simply. He was crazy too it seemed for following her, going along with it now.
He wouldn't lie the words of course would make him a little uneasy, the first he'd sort of realised himself though never thought about it, the second as well he hadn't cared to pay much attention to though it was the third fact, the one that Warja had once gotten lost under here that would grasp his attention the most. She'd dragged him down so far underground, were many creatures fell just to get lost in a maze? Well that was one stupid way for him to delay heading back to Valhalla.
Warja's energy was captivating, it consumed Kismet entirely. He should have be panicking really, and whilst he far from relaxed with adrenaline pounding through him, he was put his entire trust into Warja, and that fact oddly didn't worry him at all. "Well, shall we get started on this maze now then?" He asked simply, once she had finished. He was in no hurry to escape the depths of the cavern really though certainly wished to see what else was so thrilling had captured and held his dearest friend's attention.
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