replace freedom with fear
08-14-2014, 12:40 PM
Every tiny click of his black nails seemed to echo in the seemingly endless cavern, every breath coming back to meet his ears much louder than he'd intended. It was impossible to remain silent in the glowing cave. But Amaguq was not concerned with that at the moment. He doubted anyone was even inside the caves, and even if they were, what were they going to do? Amaguq was not a weak, bony little runt. He was not the largest of beasts, but his lean and moderately muscled form was more than enough, in his mind, to take care of any aggressive creatures lurking in the damp darkness. Ama's mind began to drift from the caves, thinking about how he would officially begin his quest for a band of thieves. He would need to be careful about what canines he decided to choose. They would need to be practiced in the art of stealth, and yes, even in the art of thieving and deceiving. But they would also need to be compassionate souls, who desired to help those who needed the help. And they would need to be loyal. Loyal to him, loyal to the Code that Ama would provide for them. Loyalty and compassion were a lot to ask for from thieves. His musings were interrupted by a new scent. Beyond the musty mildew scent of the damp cavern, the scent of the outside world, of sun and grass. And the scent of a wolf, a female. Amaguq paused, nose twitched and ears swerving. But the wolf fae made no noise. Curious, and eager to see another lady, the silver brute turned his lean body around, retracing his steps, for the scent surely came from behind him. His suspicions were correct. Rounding a final corner, rich mocha orbs landed on her bulky frame, the blue-green light from the mushrooms casting eerie shadows and giving her pelt a rather frighteningly delicious glow. Ama couldn't be sure of her exact colors in the darkness of the cave, even with the mushrooms' glows, but he could see that the lower half of her body was a creamy off-white, and the upper half seemed to be a pale tan. Under the shadowy cover, away from the pale light, Ama allowed his eyes to roam over the female's curvy figure. As he stepped further into the light, however, he kept his gaze on the lady's face. Smiling in a way that seemed both polite and cocky, the pale brute nodded his head. "And here I was thinking that I would forever be lost to the cavern alone. It's nice to have some company, finally. Even better that my company is one as lovely as yourself." His tone was soft, voice low, though still his words echoed all around them. "I am Amaguq." Act. "Speak." Think. |
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