Heaven is a place that I can't find, and I can feel it in my bones.
09-07-2016, 03:48 PM
A midnight run through the unknown might not have been the best of times for him to pick their little adventure, but Vadim was growing more and more restless through-out the nights. The moon seemingly called to him, the colder weather that came with the moon's rise a welcoming blanket over the growing thickness of his mountainous hide. It was mid-summer now, and even though Ivalice resided in the North, Vadim found himself lethargic during the sun's reign.
Oh how he was tempted to take their little rendezvous outside of the pack's territory and show his sister the wonders of The Marble Wash just as he and Ramsay experienced when they were younger, but Avalon's words at the last meeting had been heard. They were not to leave pack territory.. not that Vadim much cared for following the rules, he wasn't particularly keen on dragging Ash down with him if he were to get into trouble. He'd been spending his nights committing the pack territory to memory, weaving through the pine forest and memorizing tracks. That got boring fast, but then there was the wonders of the mine. Every tunnel was held a roof and although much smaller than the Wash, the little crevices reminded him of that experience just a tad. What had made them? Wooden structures held the roof of each tunnel in place though they were aged and some had surrendered to the weight of the mountain that they supported. It was peculiar to think that the wood had grown in the shapes that they did, no.. something had to have constructed those. What? He had no idea, but the whole thing gave him an eerie chill that made his wicked little heart beat just a little bit faster.
Yes, this is where he would take Ash and together they would discover the secrets that rested within these tunnels and possibly encounter the beasts that wove them. It was possible that the beasts might be long gone, but his adventurous soul certainly wished that perhaps he would be the first to travel deep enough to draw them out.
His gait slowed as they approached one of the grand entrances, the beginning of the catacombs that spread like veins beneath the mountain. His gut rippled just slightly with every step that he took, though it wasn't as heavy as it would eventually grow to be; he was growing taller and taller with every passing day and even with his gluttonous eating habits, it seemed he could not fight the rush of metabolism that came with teenage growth spurts. His thick neck twisted just slightly so that he could peer behind him, looking for Ash or any others that might have found their trail and started to follow. Would she be as courageous as he, or would she protest against uncovering what danger lurked inside these narrow walls?
"Speak."