Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
06-20-2015, 08:53 PM
He wasn't sure where Nysa had gotten off to but he was pretty sure she wouldn't have enjoyed the labyrinth he'd entered anyway. His massive form slipped into the darkness with out hesitation, he was curious about this place and at first had no other reason to enter than to see what he might find. Deimos hadn't travelled for long when he caught her scent. Ever the curious one Deimos would perk at this new discovery. He had no doubt in his mind that it took a special breed to enter this hallowed place. He'd find his lips turning up into an amused grin, not that it would be any kind of visible within the darkness, as he took to following her path. By scent alone he tracked her, the place was completely dark and he couldn't hear anything over the sound of his own foot steps anyway. Since he didn't hear any other movement within the cave he could only assume that she was nowhere close. He was pleasantly surprised when he breathed in her essence. The trail had become fresh enough that she could have been standing right next to him. Deimos decided to take a chance, "Hello there." His voice was dark, but his curiosity very much obvious. |