Dark Love
01-31-2015, 08:15 PM
The darkness of the crypt was a welcome reprieve from his cousin. He had sworn himself to follow Katja, and though his moral character left much to be desired, he was not the kind to make false promises to his family. Despite his loyalty to her, she wasn't always the most exciting of creatures, prone to seriousness far more often than he preferred... And he found himself wandering from his temporary home, seeking refuge in the darkness of the earth as he felt it swallow him whole as his paws carried him deep into the crypt.
Still he was healing from his maim; he had lost most of his tail and though the fur had begun to grow around the small stub he had left, he still found himself less energetic than usual, still fighting to heal from the injuries he had sustained in battle. His paws were aimless as he wandered, green eyes widening as he grew accustomed to the darkness. The stones of the crypt were slick beneath his paws and his pace was deliberate and careful, knowing how mad Katja would be if he ended up hurting himself in a cave rather than in battle.
The scent of a female was strong and he found himself intrigued by the markings that he began to follow. Amusement flickered on his features as the tawny brute sauntered through the caverns, his head held low to the ground, his gaze searching for her in the distance as he weaved through twists and turns. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." his voice called out playfully, a smirk tugging at his lips at the thought of what he might find here.
Still he was healing from his maim; he had lost most of his tail and though the fur had begun to grow around the small stub he had left, he still found himself less energetic than usual, still fighting to heal from the injuries he had sustained in battle. His paws were aimless as he wandered, green eyes widening as he grew accustomed to the darkness. The stones of the crypt were slick beneath his paws and his pace was deliberate and careful, knowing how mad Katja would be if he ended up hurting himself in a cave rather than in battle.
The scent of a female was strong and he found himself intrigued by the markings that he began to follow. Amusement flickered on his features as the tawny brute sauntered through the caverns, his head held low to the ground, his gaze searching for her in the distance as he weaved through twists and turns. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." his voice called out playfully, a smirk tugging at his lips at the thought of what he might find here.